Benjamin Tetteh

Benjamin Tetteh Poems

My Last Wife

When the sun misses its way home
And the sky forbids it a dwelling
My heart like a tree that has fallen
My joy like a cloud is wandering

Viola's Name

I have girded my heart
With the garment of love
And fed my mind
With the knowledge of Viola

To Hug A Ghost

With a smiling face
Who will hug a ghost
It was possible before
When the moon was on earth


O, my dear Oriole
Who has made you with such elegance
A mélange of many colours
My longing is none but you

Nay Nay Nay

A struggling fist
A battling beast
Nay nay nay
The shallow seas

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Kofi Amed 31 January 2014

I like your poems the are very nice

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