POETRY

LOVINGTHINGS

Give me

Love without hushes

No clashes

And no rushes

Hold me

Fun with no evil

No watching devil

And be civil

III

Call me

Name of no bitches

Thinking of no riches

Pushing into no stitches

For the moon stands tall to watch

And the stars flung her to view

Give them no horrors to chew

And give no rain to dew

Our lovers are few

Strength, our only tool, to make the dogs mew

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By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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