Naa Adjeley Adjei

I woke up in a time when things could be transported over a long distance, thoughts were natural, time was of essense, wisdom is still important and understanding is delicate,

Then I knelt, felt, the melt` ground there was belt biding together a pair of life…
So I shouted to my wife…
cant you see the years that follow are of utmost companioship,
then I wishepered, "I love you!"

La Motives VS Boundaries

Jeandre & Kayline

La Motives VS Boundaries

A friend of mine
Allocated to this position
But my future was inline
To apply the transition

Thoughts waving thru my mind
Like the wind renders pressure
On the sea have I singed
A warrant of arrest when I met her

Did I allow tomorrow
To dominate my present
Have I compromised to borrow
It the future unknown is much pleasant

I entered her realm first
Astonished by her history
Her speech I rehearsed
And created this poetry

She granted my time
To her valid I was captive
to the public eye this dime
allowed boundaries to be active

signs were being displayed
motives for me were changed
even our interest would parade
and boundaries were pre-arranged

immigration to go over was
declined I felt like a refuge  
in my own realm Kaylines border
was crossed so the huge

boundary gates were closed
scattered were my needs
in strength I discovered things that opposed
me so I fed on these seeds

Jeandre searched not for comfort
in beings but in the Holy Ghost
he gives courage to say ‘I’m Fit”
and for these daily events His the Host  

I Adore You

Michael, I do adore you,
I can’t stress that enough.
I smile just thinking of you,
Even when times are tough.

You’re gorgeous and you’re sexy,
You know, you are divine.
Intelligent and funny,
I’m so glad that you’re mine.

I tingle when you touch me,
I feel faint with every kiss.
I know you always notice,
How I love the tenderness.

I never thought it could be,
That I’d find love so true.
But now I know forever,
I will always love you.

Ek's Jammer

Dis soos jou woorde my wil wurg
dit draai om my nek
soos toue styf aan my gewrigte
wat styf trek soos dit my rek.

Ek probeer los kom,
maar ek kan net nie beweeg nie
omdat jou woede my kruisig
en my nie wil vergeef nie.

Ek probeer skreeu, “ek’s jammer”,
maar my stembande verlaat my
al wat ek hoor
is hoe jou gedagtes sê jy haat my.

Ek kan nie verstaan
hoekom jy my nie wil hoor nie,
terwyl jy self ook weet
dat ek jou nooit sal wil verloor nie.

Die trane rol van my gesig af
en ek kan dit nie meer keer nie
ek het nog nooit bedoel
om jou so innerlik te beseer nie.

My geheue word gebreek
omdat ek probeer onthou
wat dit my alles sal kos
sodat jy my weer vertrou.

Ek het ‘n fout begaan
en ek sal dit nie weer doen nie,
maar as jy my vergewe,
sal jy dit ook nie weer noem nie?

Words get in the way

Theres so much I want to say
of play and work and work and play.
If only i could shout
merely to let it all out,
but the words get in the way.

If my tongue was a gun
it would be a semi-A
Coz the words would be poppin,
but now it's M.I.A.

So how do I translate,
whats inside to the out?
And how do I tell you,
what this verse is all about?
I try my best and pray,
still the words get in the way

I cant really make you see
all the visions that I get
and I know that I can tell you,
but sometimes I forget.
Coz I'm just a mere man
so that gives me the right
to not only speak up,
but also to write.
To raise my opinion
in the best way that I like
even when you are startled,
even when we may fight.
To spread word across borders,
splitting through black and white
and everything in between,
demographically unseen.

If I had my way
I would speak on all day.
Though I wouldn't know what to say
coz the words get in the way…

08 Oct 07 – 22:17

Love who?

Knock Knock
Who's there?
It's love?
Love who?
Love me now or leave me alone?
This used to be a game
But now things have changed
It is now the may of life for me
I wish I could open my heart
And let love flow freely
But I'm used to shutting it out

I wanted to be free
Free from love
Free from commitment
Free from stress
Free, just free

But now I ask myself
What am I free from?
Is it from happiness that love brings?
Is it from companionship that commitment brings?
Is it from mind exercise that stress brings?
Am I really free

Yes I am free
But it is cruel kind of freeness
It is the freeness that makes one sad

I wish love would knock on my heart's door again
This time I would just open up and let it in
But maybe it is too late now…

Intended Patterns

An uncompromised sight viewed
By many with no gap to breath
In her presence of defence
In pursuit for peace

Words uttered unto her build
Halls for sounds to bounce back
Causing the speaker speechless
While the routine is sidetracked

Aimless trends of attempts
Coexist only for her nature
A breed that’s not fond of
Patterns that intrigue

Male species to reselect the
Approach of diversity

In her presence strangers
Become victims of oath
Bearers no denial for her
Beauty can be permitted
  
While her smile cultivates
Seeds to be a deed
Of a good cause forces
Penetrate the air to compare

And indulge in doubtful
Signals of pretence in her realm
Expressions is tense creating an
Awkward space for the opposition

i enhance my chance to only
view her light due to
the bright spark that inlight
the signs where she draws the lines

crossing the boarder shall order
a faint whispers to crisper
her voice to the choice
she sealed in this field
Part 1

Rose

So simple yet so intricate,
So strong yet so delicate,
Her gentleness soft and tame
Her stemmed body paroxysmal with love  
She held me at my birth,
Gave me tender touch,
Fed my soul with enthusiasm,
Bled her worry for my well being,
Caressed my face when I in my depression,
Expressed her delight in my achievement,
Shared with me in my excitement,
Enhanced my imagination and willed me
To dream, to achieve, to believe and to live,
A petal beauty advised and guided me
Through life, love, pain and sorrow
Her optimism gave hope for a better ’morrow
She will always be my source of life, my white Rose.