Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia Aug 2014

There is this deadly eater

Which eats through even sweating

A sneeze gives it sharper teeth

To chew the human from inside

Merging blood is its travelling aeroplane

Pleasurable kissing its smooth vehicle

We're lucky the air begrudges it

Or it will wipe us all out

Lovers must be shunned

When they are caught

Because love can't protect

It's wicked claws

It laughs at hand sanitizers

Because it is stronger than weak bacteria

And waits on death to get more flesh

One cannot be too careful

It kills even hands with experience

So stay away from handshakes and hugs

And be wary of high fevers

Ebola is real

Don't joke, don't laugh

No drug is known to conquer

So stay alert and stay alive.

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2004

EBOLA, SICKNESSES, AFRICA

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia Aug 2014

A LOVE LIKE NO OTHER

The love story of the sea and shore

Pushes me the fore

The sea met the shore

Merged and formed the sea shore

They went for many tours

Aiming to extend their territory

They shared their all;

The sea cooling the shore,

The shore being the chair for the tired waves

They held hands in trust

And danced, laughed and hoped

With the wind; their foe and friend

The wind got angry for nothing

And threatened them

But in its fury, it extended their kingdom

I am a sea

Looking forward to meet my shore

When I finally meet him

We'll conquer it all

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014

#love #hope #dreams #poems

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia Aug 2014

ONOMATOPOEIC BATTLE IN SERENITY

Words shout and clang

                                         In a bouty bang

                                     Putting this state in a pang

                            Caring not about death showing its fang

                                   The cause of the hullabaloo?

                                      A protest against the heart

                                      Who arbitrarily gives orders

                                      And expects words to group

                                  Even if they don’t like each other

                                        Hate always shatters

                                  When he has to be with love

                                          His placard says

                                 “Pay overtime, your work drains”

                                    Obsession causes a ruckus

                               When she has to stand with reason

                                  She, like fire, blames reason for

                        Always pouring water on her and inviting calm

                                        Fear shouts in concern

                                   He never wants to meet death

                                But at this rate, his life is in danger

                            And his manhood is never to be questioned

                                        Obsession bangs reason

                                         Who sings and cringes

                                   As hate pushes love who falls

                                    Cupid gets to the scene to help

                                        The heart shuts its doors

                                 Sits scared at his desk with worry

                                            Listening to them

                                        Knowing not what to do

                               They forget they have rented a head

                                      Their clashings, crushings

                                       Bangings and suckings

                              Creating a war on my quiet head island

                                 Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014

#worry #confusion

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia Aug 2014

MY SKY

One day my sky will open
And you’ll be no burden
I’ll hear sweet sounds
From angel mouths
And all my pains will run

One day my sky will open
And eat up all my mountains
It’ll quench my thirst
And dry my sea
To give me way to travel

One day my sky will open
And I’ll see no clouds
He’ll lift me high
Above the sky
And my storms will run

One day my sky will open
And he will throw a ladder
I’ll climb above
And sleep in rest
And escape from this hot oven
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014

#hope

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia Aug 2014

AN EXCERPT FROM MELANCHOLIA

It was a rainy day

When you said your nay

To our hearts' yay

The storms destroyed my chest engine

With every step you took making me lean

And branding me a melancholia

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014

#love #writing #creative #heartbreaks

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia Aug 2014

AN EMPTY HOUSE

I wake to a void

An emptiness and an ache

I am like the calabash without content,

The river without water,

The house without a tenant,

The president without citizens,

The bulb without light,

The beautiful valley without lilies

To what end can a smile travel to my face?

If only donkeys knew the land of wishes

I would have sat on one to take me thither

To fit the bone void from where I was lifted

To feel complete and at ease

Half flowers don't bloom to the fullest

It yearns to touch and be complete

An empty house is no different.

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014

#love #writing #creative #loneliness

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia Aug 2014

WORRIKOLOGY REVIVIVOLOGY

In my weakest moments

The ant always has the greatest comments;

Take it as a stage

Or a story and hurry the page

If only I had the mouths to spill

My horror stories will the world fill

A tooth that will break, does not need a vigorous shake

It can embarrass the rotten banana by falling without a brake

People believe our parts are pre-scripted

The sooner you take it as it is, the sooner your path will be corrected

Worries, like a swam of bees, whip to their fill

Before leaving the scene where their intruders try to ****

You are the brick, you decide to burn strong

Or be weak and risk not lasting long"

Just these words make me

And the path clears for me.

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014

Whatever we go through, no matter how painful is transient. It shall pass with the wind if you strengthen our feet on the ground.

#pain #inspiration #motivation #encouragement #poetess #african