The vineyard of red wine! !
Flowing along;
To water your love in every moment!
The perfect manner;
To flow! ! !
Muse of the flow!
But, the caraway is not threshed with the threshing sledge;
Nor, is the cartwheel rolled over the cumin.
Here a little and there a little! !
Line upon line and,
Percept upon percept;
Like a staff and a rod!
But, the waters will overflow the hiding places of love.
Life is like a truck and its trailer!
So, learn to deal with any emergency;
A symbolic act of nature and the curiosity of life! ! !
As often as it passes through;
Sweet as your muse of love.
Emotion, passion and romance!
With the curiosity that led you to Accra from Winneba;
Faith! !
When the glass is half-full means that,
It is also half-empty.
From sunrise to sundown!
Not everything that glitters is gold;
So, listen to your heart when it calls! ! !
Because, i am not trivialising about myself;
I am only dealing with the acts of the realm around.
The theory of love and the theory of changes! !
Of the digital box that leads the way;
Ambitious to the plans of love! ! !
And of the common grounds to live as one;
With no tatters of our past experiences.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem