Tell me
Tell me what is in your heart
I have no eye with laser readings
And I am no eagle in high flight
To see your all from the top

Tell me
Tell me what is in your heart
I have no smell with inferences
Not like a trained dog on problemed field
Being monitered by ganger high soldiers

Tell me
Tell me what is in your heart
I have no hearing like a grasscutter
No heart like a magnetic engine
To draw the pins you hoard
Into your freedom
So tell me

Miles stand between us like an unclimbable wall
Distance keeps distancing
Making laughters awkward
Making happiness painful
Making flutters strong wings into easy flights
Leaving me susceptible to doubts
Doubts which call for bouts
So tell me
Just tell me

I would rather I see the brush you keep
Its coloured inks
The words it writes
The deeds they instruct
Than see me in the nude
In your dreamlike fantasies
I need to be in a space within you
A space where none can touch but you
Just tell me
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2016

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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