Blog about Art, Poetry and Prose

Blog about Art, Poetry and Prose

Monday, September 15, 2014

TABOO


Ever since the day I embraced my feelings for you
I listen to the stillness of my heart in the dark under the moon
Couldn't find a cure for a heart in dissolute
I couldn't stay away even if I had tried to
I waited in the rain for sunshine to lite up my fear
Of losing someone so precious and very rare
I will leave my emotions buried in a tombstone
In a world I can't find you, it’s no use wandering alone
I was told the worlds beautiful, but I wish it's not true
It's a taboo where I am from not to fall in love with someone special as you
The gods would be grieved, for they gave me their blessing
At birth and the moment I met you a fortnight
I wish I don't experience the feeling of losing you inside
Do you realize you mean more than the world and everything to me?
It's only you if someday I fall can catch me
Not the wish I asked for, but having you is so much more
A taboo will it be, if you are not part of my life 


© Akan Udofia E.

PICKING ROSES



I went out picking roses
I wanted to forever cherish you
The beauty of the morning
Is perfect with touch of the morning dew
The sun light reflecting from the east
Like a touch of gold it felt when I kissed your pretty lips
I wish the sun pauses each morning
And paint a portrait of you in my heart
The fragrance of your love is imaginable
It is spotless, can't be subdued if the world lapse
Can I plant a piece of you on the flower vase in my heart?
So you will always be there to make me smile
Wake up each morning filled with memories of you and me
For you are the reason why my life is so beautiful at sunrise


© Akan Udofia E.

A BLANK WORLD




No sky, no rain
No night, no day
No life or death
No rivers, no lands
No hills or mountains
No clouds floating
No air to breathe in
No moon and no sun
No trees and flowers
No farms to tile and no crops
No sand the feet to walk on
No forest and no animals to feed on
No birds flying on the sky
No rainbow and no dew
No past or present to follow
No east, south, north or west
No sons or daughters to hug
No hatred, fighting and killing
No graves and souls to grieve
No time, no today, no future
No sights for there's nothing to see
No heaven, but a world around
A blank world life would be
If there is no God who created thee


© Akan Udofia E.