Tag: Poetry
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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…
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When I grow up
Refuse to growYou’ll soon be glowingIn the discomforting lightOf stunted growthIt’s a harsh worldWhere its builders banishThose who stay backLay backWhile everything around them is changing What does adulthood look like?A mirage for many youthSoon the illusionThat being an adultBrings immense freedom without responsibilitiesFades like echoes in a forgotten dream It’s those who sit in…
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Distant lands and distant tales
Distant lands look greenerTill the curious mind sails awayCrossing oceans, deserts and milesCrossing sticks, stones and thorns To discover that people in distant landsAre just like those back homePeople of foreign lands tooHave heartaches, headaches, and coughsBreakups, moments of joy and sorrowsThey eat, they dieBut as nature likes to reward the curious mindShe gives to…
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