Padmore Enyonam Agbemabiese

Rookie (1965 / Abor, Volta Region, Ghana)

Padmore Enyonam Agbemabiese Poems

81. If We Must Die 4/7/2007
82. Tonight Is The Night 9/9/2007
83. Life’s Lilies 9/9/2007
84. Thank You 9/9/2007
85. Hell Is Nobody’s Home 9/9/2007
86. Mother's Anguish 9/9/2007
87. Let Me Be 9/9/2007
88. Lost 9/9/2007
89. Whispers In The Wind 2/3/2008
90. Happy Valentine Day 2/3/2008
91. It Has Been Three Days 5/28/2009
92. Lament 4/30/2005
93. We Share Your Tears (For Aka Logan) 7/14/2005
94. Voicemail 8/26/2005
95. Give Me My Mother, Not Gold! 5/10/2006
96. Far From Here 8/22/2006
97. The Nearest Smile Are These Tears 9/27/2006
98. A Plea 5/27/2007
99. Dzogbese Akpe 9/9/2007
100. Of Milk And Honey 4/11/2005
101. A Night Without You 2/19/2005
102. Roses Of Your Love 5/5/2005
103. When You Return 6/29/2005
104. A View From My Window 6/1/2005
105. Love Knots 9/16/2006
106. Goodbye Love 4/11/2005
107. Ever Since 8/20/2006
108. Garden Of Friendship 9/9/2007
109. Desire 6/8/2006
110. For J. 4/11/2005
111. Tell Me 7/7/2006
112. Be Gentle With Me 6/29/2006
113. What Happend? 2/19/2005
114. After The Rain 3/27/2005
115. Warnings 2/19/2005
116. Sankofa 8/29/2005
117. …..And Love Wept 5/28/2009
118. Be Kind 4/27/2006
119. Remembering Grandma 8/14/2005
120. My Mother's Womb 7/4/2005

Comments about Padmore Enyonam Agbemabiese

  • Mae Catherine Godhigh (7/21/2011 7:48:00 AM)

    Nicley written...inspiring also. Keep up the good work!

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Best Poem of Padmore Enyonam Agbemabiese

From A Grandma To A Grandson

be patient with life, despite its cruelty
often it seems careless to shed tears
for something you cherish but lost
but let it bring you hope
to laugh last is to laugh best
not all buds bloom as flowers
so take your heart that bleeds
you were not made eternally to weep

wish happiness for everyone
do not deny them their freewill
to love, to choose, and be where they want
under every word this still is true
be happy in all disappointments
in your life many sweet events remain
not in anguish, but in joy remember this
sacred things from Heaven ...

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Whenever We Meet

one day some day when we meet
I will weave my songs into a diadem
I will seat on my bankrupt sofa
and tell the world to be sterile

but he who comes our way
will strew our path with palms
like we are the He who came to Jerusalem
riding a donkey amid hosannas

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