The river The unlimited water The beauty of nature Dark in the night, blue in the day but am colourless How well i have been shaped How soft I have been created Bigger than water, but water in smaller quantity I consume smaller things like pin, but carry bigger things like ferry Am welcoming I…
L.I.F.E.
Life’s like living just at the edge of a knife Incredible, yet most times one’s choice is not counted Fear, one’s likely to succumb to; courage’s rarely remembered Evidently, life’s not how long you live, but how well you thrive Life sometimes wants to be a dictator It can twirl and whirl without one on…
Black List
merge discrete metals to smithereens, blacksmith who ain’t black and don’t smith Black Africa a golden ring with a diamond/ a diamond ring with a golden rim? I am Black not because I am African Black is what I feel an explicit soul speaking lingo a never melting candle lighting deeper character Africa is my…
Natural Woman
When was the last time you felt the warm scalp of a woman Run your fingers through her hair Twisted her natural locks through your fingers Or walked your fingers through the rows of braids Just like walking through fields of corn When did you see the true beauty of your African Woman? Or saw…
Roberta Turkson – Robbie Ajjuah Fantini
Roberta Turkson’s career in poetry started in 2011, as a way to drive the pain off her chest, after failing to fulfil the fondest dream of having her own traditional Ghanaian restaurant in Nashville. “With lots of time on my hands and pain in my heart, I took to writing which turned out to be…
Poetra Ama Asantewa Diaka
Poetra Ama Asantewa Diaka is as a young and combative Ghanaian artist, living between the African country and the US. She doesn’t want to be boxed into the definition of “poet” or “writer” – she rather describes herself as a “storyteller“, since the term “encompasses all the ways she can tell a story” – as…
The Small but Mighty
My dwelling place is the river The great oceans My storey building is the water body I breathe in the aqua like no other Freely I move To and fro, to and fro I do not have an enemy But people choose me as one I am lovely Nice looking I make palatable dishes Those…
The Mirror
I look in the mirror. My reflection I expect to see. But what I see is not my reflection. What I see is truth! An image blurred with pain. The sorrows of the world. The troubles we face. Told as a story by the mirror. The stories. Never spoken. Yet, told in detail. By the…
But How Can I Be Me?
I am not who I want to be The only person in my way is me The lives of the ‘amour propre’ I see But how can I be me? I don’t want to die an arm candy I really want to be happy Happiness without being sappy But how can I be me? But…
Ada
Our songs are fading I’m almost forgetting the steps to our favorite dance Our voices are losing their depth I can hardly hear your soothing breath Ever since I left our land In search of that Oyibo money You’ve lost that your wantenten love for me Remember all things we dreamed Our young love was…