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Kwame Kyei Feb 2017
Sometimes I feel weak
Weak to tell right from wrong.
Sometimes I shift towards excuses
Excuses that are objected to by the ledge of my mind.
Sometimes I'm powdered with flattery words
The kind that fly away when winter calls.
Sometimes I'd wait, but sometimes, I'd give up.
Sometimes I'd leave the door to my imagination ajar.
Sometimes I'd widely open my heart to contain a double of you.
Sometimes I'm miffed by your actions
But sometimes you make me grin wickedly.
Sometimes you're my headache
Sometimes, my tonic.
Sometimes I'd stare at every tick on the clock in the wait for you.
Sometimes, I terribly miss you!
Kwame Kyei Feb 2017
Oops, D'oh, Oh My God!!!!
I see you shake your head, yell at yourself and kick the ***.
You beat your brains out
And wonder how
You made that mistake.
Mistakes that cost you hopes and dreams
Mistakes that fell heavily on your parade
Look here-Relax, you're with us.
We're all prone to epic blunders from time to time.
We all have stories long filled with stupid mistakes.
Better we make mistakes than fake perfection
A wise man learns from his blunders,
An even wiser man learns from others'.
They help us grow
Whether good or bad, we've learned.
Along the road of progress, we go.
Everyday, there are new mistakes to make.
Don't be afraid to take risks,
Take that leap
Make mistakes
Mistakes-they are guaranteed; we'll make another one tomorrow.
Mistakes-we  make them and sometimes, they make us.
Kwame Kyei Feb 2017
The memorable day we met
The pack of jokes we shared
The moments of joy we kissed
Those periods from the clock we secretly seized
We were best friends; our bond was specially grafted
In you, my love was saturated
Your doe eyes
Your lovely grin
Your pleasant fragrance
All presently lost to memory
Mistrust strained the very eye of our bond
Quarrels and yells, our new song
We were lovers in pretense all over?
Our room of second chances kept narrower
We pushed ourselves mightily off our love wall
Inevitably had to face a Humpty-Dumpty fall
Can our pieces be found
Or are they buried deep down?
Red light flashing
I've lost you, you've lost me
I see grey clouds; our sun suddenly stopped shining
We could have been giants
We could have done more
We could have been them that others could look up to
We could have been "something-something" that can still be, maybe.

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