Valentines Day Poem Poem by Bright Kwamina Grantson

Initially, I only know you as a casual friend
But now, you've become a friend I can depend
I never wanted to offend
My one and only friend,
So I had to study and comprehend.
Whom you really are and what you intend.

Like seriously it took me nearly a year
Appreciating your eyes, nose and ears

You know, love is like cramming. It's not an instant act.
It's like Linear Algebra. Sometimes it's abstract.
Because when the heart and mind interact,
And the when chemicals in the blood circulation react
Then a unique buffer solution like sea water emanates
From your eyes into the soul of your soul mate.

All these years I thought love was a foreign fallacy, forcibly fostered by our foreign fathers
But with the little I have felt, I think love should be a logical logistic for every locality who longs for longevity over longanimous.
Because you raised me up when I was down.
People saw me as a clown.
They even laughed when I frown.
But for you, you see more than my frown.

The scar beside your eye brown
Tells a long story.
How I wish you could share our story.
To the little children in Montessori
A love story which can illuminates the lime lights of a theatre.
With you the actress and I the only actor.

You know there are things a man can do.
And there are things a man can't do
I can't promise that I can do anything and everything for you.
But with you, we can do anything and everything.

I don't only love you for your care and compassion.
But rather, your imperfection is my perfection.
Your words are my motivation.
Your smile is an inspiration.
And your scar, an indication of pain and affliction.
I believe optimism and inspiration should be your identification.
Your eyes glow with illumination
Your lips roll with impartation
Your mind, full of revelations,
Of hidden truth, facts and information

And I see you want to better every situation
With your intellect and your education.

You've really brought me out of my shell
Aww my lady belle.
I've now understood love with confidence
Devoid of immorality and full of diligence
And in other to attain excellence
I need to be obedient with reverence.
But the fact is that nothing can substitute your presence.
Sometimes I fell hollow with your absence
And every time I ask myself, how did love slip away
A voice whispers in my ears and say,
That you are not alone….
I am here with you……
Though we far away …..
I am I am here to stay……

So I Mr Grantson
Will borrow the lines of Michael Jackson


That in my darkest Hour
You bring me unusual Power
In my deepest fear
You wipe away my tears
In my deepest despair
Will you still care?
Will you be there?

In my trials and tribulations,
Through my doubts and my frustrations?
In my violence and my turbulence
If you can promise of another tomorrow
Filled with joy and no more sorrow
In my anguish and my pain
Can help me sustain
My inner peace and joy again.

BOLA 1!