I saw him in a K-Vibe store
His sight melted my ice-*******.
He saw me watching and smiled at me.
Walked the short distance, my heart filling with glee.
Our hands brushed,
We both blushed,
And then I noticed the thing that broke the love spell
He was wearing an EXO hoodie
And I a BTS sweat with koya smell
And hence we couldn't be together
for I am an ARMY and he an EXO-L

Musa stands for banana
But his name sake was Furhana
His headwear folded like samosa
Not to be confused with mimosa
Yet the fold was like Koya's head towel
Even the fantastic Ayamu's downwell.
That said: Koya heckled with his sickle knife
Never failed in the field to sit and file
The blade to trim out the hedge's tendrils rife
Closed one eye to see the fence's profile
The cutting-hedge technology of fence
Continued without denouncing offense
Rarely reaching any end, the dense
Fence talk gains again as every day commence.

Beauty creation was his faint inclination
At the entrance of the tea plantation
Stationed near to the police station
Part of his task unasked in the division
Was standing and talking to the man on the bike
Talks like, the strike, the Labour wages hike,
How to dodge a strife for a fair bounty
With words coated with 'chondy-chandy sugar candy.
For its said, he can wear any colour, I-uhml-green or P-yellows
To send jaundice or dainties to the Poor-fellows.
The talk prolong as the baron mellows
Till the madam's call comes from the bungalows.

Back to Musa, sorry for the interruption, he was left behind the lines...
For names of Mayan, Maanu and Jaanu make a beeline
Like Beebi and Kaybee,  maybe the guy too, sounding Shanghai,
All are bonanza, for a due stanza.

Musa chirped with chops of English
And fizzed out the name of fish and dish
Proud that he worked even with some British.
Once he mumbled the name mom and mummy
To call out his humble wife to introduce
The visiting chummy colleagues, over there.
Her numb eyes goggled out of a slimy shawl to reduce
Her head to a crummy Kameez that beleaguered  on her.
Not knowing what his trendy husband is telling,
And why he is calling her before them, Asia instead of Aisha!
His friends knew her trouble and told her its alright
And that made her feel she is the same Ayichumma on her own right.

Once Musa stumbled on the name 'chips' at a shop in the city;
Ordered the same along with other civil society
While seeing it packed, he grumbled for his stupidity
And burst out, "O, just the Koya fried banana, that's aplenty in our vicinity".
The shopkeeper gave a laugh,
And there, Musa left in a huff!

Your picture still hang upon the wall
We look at it
It makes us smile.

To all of us you simply was a beautiful child.

We remember you for your kindness.
And the way you help anyone out.
Without a moment hesitation.

Yes, you was a beautiful child.

With all the qualities of you mother.
And the complexion of your father.
Whom you often were compared too.

We not amazed that many came to adore you.
From those within and out of school.

Faithfully you was into the word.
Messages God must have surely heard.

I miss our morning talks.
Where we constantly agree or laugh.
I miss you saying 'Love you dad'

We miss you.
See it in your mom face.
You will never be replaced.

To hear your favorite song.
Makes us simply break down.
God, we miss having you around.

My little flower, you continue to grow.
Just to be mention daily let many know your impact.

My little flower.
I still can see your smile.
From cheek to cheek it beamed.
You still in many memories.

If leaving this earth with a lasting impression upon another.
Then I thank the lord above, for having you as my daughter.

There's nothing like a mother's love
A mother's love, is like going through thick an thin,
they will love you til the the end of TIME you will
have your UP's and also Down's but they will never
ever give up on you an that one person that will never do
that  is a mother is like a precious diamond once you lose that
diamond you can never get that diamond back


By:Taylor Conyers, Le'Koya Collier

Nice, you were.
Polite you were.
Unselfish you were.
Born to be loved.
This is the Le'koya we knew.
Who would do anything for you?

Helpful to anyone.
Even those that talked about her.
You was a wonderful one.
That anyone could have loved.
This is the Koya we knew.

God gives angels to the world to be enjoyed.
And you just happen to be one of the lucky ones.

Tears fall.
They slide slowly down your face.
And easily to trace the path to why they started?

When I think of you.
Tears comes easy.

Others see them.
And quickly know why?
Others see them.
And might never ever know why?
Or afraid to ask why I cry?

I just know tears comes easy.
When I think of you.
Just as quickly than the day we cried at your funeral.
And your burial too.

Dedicated To Le'koya

They say time heals things.
And they are just words meant to comfort.
As time pass and memories stay.

This when you comprehend you still here.
Just in a better place.

Away from your enemies.
But with better friends.
Those surrounding you now, are selected, angels.

Not many get into the special place.