Quame Boatmann

Veteran Poet - 1,275 Points (Cape Coast)

Quame Boatmann Poems

1. I Will Do 9/24/2015
2. Brutal Choice 9/24/2015
3. Painful Past 9/24/2015
4. Will The Church Ever Change? 9/24/2015
5. We're Not Immortals 9/24/2015
6. Counterfeit Passion 9/24/2015
7. The Affluent Panhandler 9/24/2015
8. Eternal Passion 9/24/2015
9. The Warning Bell, Memories From Bridge City 9/24/2015
10. Behind The Tainted Glass 9/24/2015
11. Bondage Freedom, Memories From Bridge City 9/24/2015
12. Yes I Do 9/24/2015
13. Dining, Memories From Bridge City 9/24/2015
14. A Good Heart's Day 9/24/2015
15. Feliz Natal 9/24/2015
16. Be Yourself My Love 9/24/2015
17. I Know You 9/24/2015
18. I Will Rise 9/24/2015
19. The Scroll Of Wealth 9/24/2015
20. Grant Them Ears 9/24/2015
21. Me A Sully 9/24/2015
22. Show Me How To Be A Lover 9/26/2015
23. The Master Servant 10/8/2015
24. Professor Lunacy 10/11/2015
25. That One Special Girl 10/11/2015
26. Instinct 10/13/2015
27. My Wondrous Girl 10/13/2015
28. Milady Of Good Heart 10/13/2015
29. Pride 10/18/2015
30. Dark Light 10/18/2015
31. Old Man Billy 10/20/2015
32. This World Is A Jungle 10/20/2015
33. Dreams 11/29/2015
34. Vain Labour 11/29/2015
35. Maranatha 11/29/2015
36. What Are You, Love? 9/20/2015
37. ¿qué Eres, Amor? 9/21/2015
38. The Smile Of The Adversary 9/21/2015
39. Missing Memories 9/21/2015
40. The Crossroads 9/21/2015

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Best Poem of Quame Boatmann

Malaika

I need an angel by my side
To be the sand that calms the ocean’s tide
An angel to light my path and be my guide
To stand firm with hate aside

I’ve found you in whom my hopes reside
The only one I give my heart to possess
For you alone I make my empress
To whom my professed love is bona fide

Long, long journey to join a firm family
Now close to feast with the Iron Lady
With her backing, my love is secured
For her counsel, my wedlock is insured

I habour in my heart a strange joy
A joy that feels like a dream-come true
And all become clear ...

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The Red Note

As little as its value
Without grace or honour
Oblivion to the poor
And a door mat to the rich

Yet the red note is even tougher
Than the garrisons of the coast of gold
That appears dauntless and invincible
But a mirage to the red note

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