-—of love and days—-


-—of love and days—-

So even within this golden memory
of yesterday’s blissful tales
and of our heart’s tunes
the mind still knows those tales
to weave with diamonds  before this sea of love…

Sometimes pain takes the magic away
sadness plays the devil’s role
pity trails on lines never seen
thoughts walks on coals of hopelessness
yet the heart speaks in millions of intangible words…

Prayers offered before the wind
citations of love poured into a jug
one big heart song composed
before the gate of heavens
love that yields under the plights of the sun
the heart is a master composer of it own lyrics…

Nana Arhin Tsiwah
© All copyrights reserved, 2015


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