Keith Eubulus

Keith Eubulus Poems

Beautiful lies across the street
The fragrance smell of garbage,
Displayed like warehouse goods
Ready for domestic consumption
...

Survival has set me free
For life want I flee
In chase of comfort
For the betterment of my dreams
...

Love is not a game for minors
Neither an adventure for mere experiment
But a plate prepared and reserved for two hearts.
Hearts caught in the tentacle web of sweet love
...

The shameless face of cowardice
Parading their trade at the iniquitous hour of the nite
When the body so tired
And lays defenselessly in sleep.
...

To your beautiful sucking nipples
Has been the strength of my infancy
Watching daily as my tongue draws
Life from your milk
...

In the quietness of my meditation, I sought
answers for these:
When will the ambulance sail the waters
The ship the air and
...

The pain of the night
Will break the dawn with the cry of a baby.
The long wait will be over
The labour sweat now a family victory.
...

Keith Eubulus Biography

Keith K. M. Ackah is a young Ghanaian poet and writer living in Nungua, a suburb of Accra in Ghana. He has a number of collection of poems. His poems centre on love, life, nature and religion. Keith is also a public speaker and an event organiser. After graduating from one of Ghana’s prestigious schools Adisadel College in Cape Coast, he proceeded to read Communication Studies at the Ghana Institute of Journalism in Accra. His work experience has ben centred around three areas; education, media works and local governance. Keith started blogging and writing poems in 2014 when he developed greater interest in the literary art rather than just teaching the subject.With his background in media, Keith also writes on socio-political and religious issues.)

The Best Poem Of Keith Eubulus

Tears For The Environment

Beautiful lies across the street
The fragrance smell of garbage,
Displayed like warehouse goods
Ready for domestic consumption
With the matching flies a ritual to perform.

Running rivers in shift competition
With man’s unwanted needs,
Depriving us of accessibility
To our daily necessity.
The privacy of nature’s calling
Parceled for everyone’s seeing.

Nature’s gift bestow on us
By our forefathers
So rich and bless
Greedily being galamseyed away
For over-night wealth.

The forest ache in pains at its depletion
The trees cry in plea for mercy
Our rivers dry in revenge.

Man’s need today
Forbid him to think tomorrow of
Its action to the environment
Killing nature in a day
Who will come to its aid?

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Brian Jani 29 April 2014

Nice poem, I like it.please check mine out

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