My First Kiss Poem by Nana Kwame Nketsiah

In the bed of crimson joy
Lays a baby boy
Whose parent begot him
Through the mighty locks of the tongue

Yet as he grows
And everyday as he moves he frowns
Because he does not believe
In the mighty devil called kiss

Yet still he frowns
At every girl he meet at dawn
Are the girls mad? He says
Or do they find means to kill

But as his heart grow older
He found out he could not hold on
So he must get the girl
That he despise so much as dirt

No girl would look at him
For it was he who insulted them
So he become frustrated
And decided to end his life
But he never gave up
Though he decided to end his life
Which he could not do
For countless times he tried

He tried hard to search for love
So he can be called a man
So he searched and searched
In the heat of the sun he searched

To search for what
His heart so much desire
In the sunny days
That brings too much sweat

As lucky as he was
Love finds him as he walks
To the path of wonderland
Through the moony light

It made his heart
So glad
That he become
Very sad
Love touched him so soft
That it made his body grow weak
But he touched love back
Lo and behold he got so strong

Love planted a kiss
On his mouth so dry
That it made him quiver
For the devil called kiss he so much despise

For he said to himself
I thought love lived in the sun
But ooh he lives in the moony light
Were he shines and brightens the night

I thought to find love
In the heat of the day
But sweet love is indeed
The great comforter of night

For this man was me
In my early days when I was young
That I despise do much
The devil called kiss