Progression

How do you make the best out of the worst? Guess! “Lemonade from lemons” That’s what they say. But who provides the needed equipments. Anticipating outcomes Hoping we lose few and win more. Our competition is ourselfs; Our strengths, mentality, wants and needs. Death is a stage Once you get there you can neither make … More Progression

Menace

A true friend or a real friend, A good friend or a best friend; Where do you fall? Very few friends are honest friends. You might just be a mirror to whoever you call “friend”. Each and everyday Appreciate those who make you glee. Happiness is a practice It’s not something you achieve and then … More Menace

End Game.

Trick or treat Trust or loyalty Dreams or realities Hope or fantasy Emotions or intelligence Deduct or adapt Always create your own path. Making people smile should be involuntary. You know salt and sugar makes delicacies tasty, yet we often don’t combine both. Salt or sugar; Be a masterpiece of your own. Mistakes are costly … More End Game.

The End.

Knee deep in my thoughts Wandering what actually went wrong. Reality normally knocks Yet im too stubborn to open the doors. You made it easy for me to be ridiculed. Heart broken and im left to assemble it.  In my mind; I’m alone. Was I out of my mind to call you my own? Was … More The End.

GH!

Ghana as a whole Enveloped with love Hostile to all. Corrupt or not; Perceptions vary. Together we have the grit and the guts Resources in abundance Creative minds, virile, combative & stubborn intellects ready to make an impact. Yet, each man intend on his private goal, With no feeling for the whole; “Tolerate none, Focus … More GH!

Subtle me.

A gift at first But a curse on a second guess. Love; I tried and tested but damn An ugly mess. It was more or less an extreme sport; A sort of entertainment for her. It was great at the very start Now shattered dreams and ugly scars. Hidden figures Love lost Heart on reset … More Subtle me.

Vertigo.

So I asked her: “You and me; were we meant to be? Was I made for you? Was it all a trick? All the things I did, Did you see me fit? I could sit and make a list of all the promises and still ran out of space. Was I a fool to fall … More Vertigo.

Sacred cradle.

Muttering in sleep, letting out open secrets. A locket made out of oyster shells, I’d gladly share with her. Coming home to meet her pretty face, is like sunshine through the rain.   Took his sperm, and stored for purpose. Amidst the pains and the screams, I can’t say she bore me with ease as … More Sacred cradle.

Tick Tock…

Ok so, What tick tocks ?   Time they say flies; to abroad or not, no one knows. If time really flies, do we then call it a bird or a fly?   Time in the eyes of many seems short for as long as life treats them bad. Apart from the fact that time … More Tick Tock…

Nostalgie!

Today I thought of when You and I were together. Like a stalk, you were my petal. Like when I made you so happy you forgot how to spell “sad”. Now we keep drifting apart. Believed that you were not the one for me, rather the right one for me. But now loneliness sets in … More Nostalgie!

Tickles!

I could journey far north or south just to get you a chrysanthemum. Propose my love to you looking into your aqueous humour.   An asinine; I’m not. Speech is silvern- silence is golden. Choose my words correctly and lay them straight in front of you. Im placeing you on a high pedestal; so brace … More Tickles!

Someday

Author- EL     So I asked Dad; “Why are you tame sometimes?” His reply weirdly puts me to shame. He says; “Someday, you’ll understand ‘me princess’ – with a grin on his cheeks”. Then I begin to wonder, why not now Daddy? His answer seems understandable now.   Sometimes ourdays ooze with smiles- other … More Someday

My Gospel!

Love is blind, and it’s said that, distance lends enchantment to the view. Don’t be obstinate as a mule. Rule or be ruled; Improve on your moves. Sure-footed as a goat, take a stand by your oats. Be subtle as a serpent; brevity in your actions. Up & awake, grind for the pay cheque. Be … More My Gospel!

Solitude.

Author – Brizzy.. Mdjaey once said;  “A complete world is a mere word.” Do you agree? Friends like no other, perfect like bread and butter. We used to play from dawn to dusk, protecting each other as the husk of a coconut. Compared to couples; No! Duplicates of each other; Yes! Why did you leave … More Solitude.