Oduro Bright Amoh Poems

Alone, a lonely night with dull light from the  moon shining,
I, when all cares had been cared for, was upon my bed reclining,
My feet  were weak from walking
My lips were shut from talking
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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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I hear the broken music of your tears.
I listen, heartful to the drumming of your heart
And read the silences between.
Sad tune by sad tune you hum the sorrows
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Black sheep among a crowd of white heap,
I keep memories of fools in a cool sweep.
I am steep peep; well, that's deep.
I am a black sheep failing to feed a white fox
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The song plays on
The acoustic sadness echoes in the chills
Memories clamour to pierce old scars
I wish a sad tear may escape or two
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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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It is the longing that sweetens the welcome
And loneliness proves worthy the company.
A lover lost taints the heart from time's cure
For when love is and now is no more
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