Oduro Bright Amoh Poems

Oh that I had a mermaid's tear,
Two silver chalices of life and death
Then would I gallantly without fear
Journey with blade fixed in sheath
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Nights like this produces charms
Of your grace in my heart;
For night after night have I been in your arms
But the light of morn tears you and me apart
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Sweetheart, though our love be separated by distance
Though geography tries its uncanny tricks to put us apart
Never wonder if I will in some instance
Lose the affection that swells in my heart.
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I took a picture of you with my eyes 
Which I would've given to you as a surprise.
To the photo-lab of my head it went. 
There it was processed and sent 
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If to embitter your smiling heart
And flow the tears on paths
Where there should be blushes,
If to steal from your approving eyes
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When with sad eyes and sunken hearts
we mime the end of speech,
And then with poker faces
Declare words obsolete.
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Myriads: the poems carefully written,
And myriads too those penned without care.
That everything be remembered is the desire
Running through the author's brain.
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In the deep bosom of my broken heart
A certain darkness was planted
As the tear drops of misery and pain fell upon its place,
A certain melancholy seed breathed its last in the soil of despair.
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Did you see the old man?
The one who just passed there?
I thought he wore a grimace as
The other old men we know.
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