Tag: poet
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Rich mineral deposits within
It’s a world of abundanceAnd I couldn’t see The riches I soughtWere all within me The more I press towards my limitsThe quicker the mirage vanishesHow sad the little territory I was content with Email: Benjaminnambu1@gmail.com WhatsApp: +233 541 824 839
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The Blast
It was a normal day just like anyWe were busy about our activities It was even the anniversary of a giant telecommunications network All over town people were in their colours, jubilant It was probably late afternoon Suddenly, there was a blastLouder than a bombOr anything that could be imaginedIt was the sun itself that…
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To the determined
It’s like a spell Like some decreeSomething worth havingIs rarely found in public spacesIt lurks in shadowsPlaying hide and seekEntering rooms that refuse to openTo visitorsExcept stubborn intrudersWho keep knockingRefusing to back offTill a locked door’s hingesBecome weakAnd fall apartTo the determinedAn obstacle is onlysomething that opens
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Potential
Didn’t know I had so much potential Till I started pushing myself To the limits It was hard at first But consistency lessened the burden Makes me wonder Just how many untapped reserves of creativity Are sleeping within Thanks to procrastination And unwillingness to break the limits Email:Benjaminnambu1@gmail.com WhatsApp: +233 541 824 839
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Foggy hopes
Foggy hopesWhen you’re in a dire situationExpecting a miracleAnd you receive a messageTo send your detailsFor a money transferCould it be real?You wonderAnd imagine all the things you’ll doOnce that money lands in your lapYou dreamily draw a budgetDaydreaming even new clothes you’ll purchaseYou wait, like special forces on a missionFor the moment, the alertThat…
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One family
It hurts doing good sometimesBut I always remember one thingThat we are all brothers and sistersAnd God is Our Father WinterABC2025 Storytelling Festival Email:Benjaminnambu1@gmail.com WhatsApp: +233 541 824 839
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Performer and Spectator
What does a game teach us? To not wait till we are down by many goalsAnd suddenly start playing with all our heartsA few seconds to end of game A game is won off pitchWhere there are no spectatorsNo applause, only sweat and silenceIt’s where plans are rehearsed, modifiedCodifiedA large room for mistakes and improvement…
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Celebration bells chime
Celebration bells chimeCrowdsIt’s the sound of a multitude’s feetRushing to a chapelCuriositySeemed impossibleLike strange news in strange landsAllergic to happening on home soilYet here it wasThe season when the impossible blossomsAwakening the sleeping faithOf many doubtful onesIt’s a weddingThe kind that gives hopeTo many singlesThe long hand of faithClasped in patienceIs long enoughTo reach fruitsOutside…
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Sacrifices with no microphones
A house standsOn the expertise of many workersA structure of many materials A child is molded into usefulnessUsing clay of different huesSacrifices, compromises, sweat, coaching The higher a buildingThe deeper its foundationElements that will never be seenAnd given due recognitionFor their contributions But there is an eye aboveThat sees below and beyondNoting sacrifices with no…
Diary of a Wanderer 