Jerryman Appiahene Gyamfi
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Be You; Thy uniqueness spew; In stately silence Be timeless.
Sylvia II (My Eternal Dame)
From that look – Flawless seraphic stare, In whose warmth My very soul rejoices –
Oh! Juliah, awake from thy dying Glooming-frigid-cold slumber For thee not a dead man awaiting and sighing By his hungry chamber.
The Lost Vagrant
I dive into books On the street into looks
My Shelter Island
Drunk and weird with curiosity I departed my beloved Island To firmly grip this World Unknowingly pervaded with perversity.
Days Could Have Been Kinder
Days could have been kinder, Months less churlish, Years paced with joy But the future is crabbed,
Just A Talk With Thee
Emotions flood up a mind For ages to the cogitate confin'd, Lost in the sphere of pragmatism, Cast to the den of escapism;
Persy Is Gone Too Soon
Now the twilight of our fest; Now the dawn of my gridlock As my lips sing thee farewell.
To My Alma Mater To Be
Could I halt ‘tis waning Time That out of Thy arms Keeps dragging me a crime Would I forever in Thy warmth
Sylvia (The Thought of You)
E'en the Angels of the Lord Yes, the Angels of the Lord faraway from our profane eyes beyond these blue skies
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Best Poem of Jerryman Appiahene Gyamfi
Thy uniqueness spew;
In stately silence