Biography of dominic adoboe
being riased by a single parent wasnt easy but i guess i turned out gud didnt i?
i was born in a village called Ve-Deme in the volts region of Ghana and had to live with my dad cod he and my mum had divorced. it was really tough at times but i had to pull myself thru.
i havent really had it easy growing up; but ever since i started writing it has been lyk another world for me.a place i can escape to and find peace.
writing is lyk pooring out my problems on that piece of paper.it has really helped me through tough times and am really glad God gave me dis gift.
dominic adoboe's Works:
none yet.still working on them
dominic adoboe Poems
Home is where I call it when there is no other place to be Home is where I call it when you know it’s the right place to be Home no matter how far always near will be Cos you’ll know when you’re there that home is here
My New Years Eve Midnight.
As I am being taken over by the events of tonight I creep into my secret cave of meditation And this is what I hear from the realms unseen Sshh! ! !
Over And Again
I have shed this tear before Yet I have shed it all over and again As I say to myself this will be my last Only to my bitter realization
As frightening as may be, yet something we all see In the deep well of or thoughts In the most hidden part of our souls Lies a nightmare
This is the price I have to pay Since my debt is there to pay To know that all I have is today To pay the price for the mistakes of yesterday
There is something beyond what the eyes can see, Beyond the skies and over the seas There is something that makes it all complete We look and it’s hard to find
Dreams, Dreams As the eyes sink into the dark waters of the night The thoughts crawl into the deserted lands of the knight And the heart fades into a deadly silence of fright
Home is where I call it when there is no other place to be
Home is where I call it when you know it’s the right place to be
Home no matter how far always near will be
Cos you’ll know when you’re there that home is here
No place like home is what they say
To that I won’t say nay
To dry the sweat and wipe the stress
T5o wash to feet and eat the feast
To dream the hopes and share the jokes