Edward Kofi Louis
Kumawood - Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Kumawood, wood, mood, mud, dam, mow!
Hidden memories of the past,
With the muse of life in this love;
She was very much attractive in your eyes so,
You made her pregnant and, she gave birth to a boy.
Night, light, right, bright, might, sight,
Impressive with the works of your love;
And, intensive with the fragrance of life around you today.
With the motto of your works and the photo of the child;
Sweet memories with the melodies of nature,
Trying to settle down with your mind.
Sign, signal, signature!
To canvass support,
With the muse of nature on this love;
Which is like an untameable force! !
Safe and warm,
Kicking the ball once again!
With the memories of the past,
Knowing how to score a goal and win the match this time around.
Comments about Kumawood by Edward Kofi Louis
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You