He loved her and she loved him – of their love that was the summary,

And it was just their little bundle of joy that still seemed to tarry,

So they paid and prayed years, though their doctor told them not to worry,

Till he called them back at last, “Guess what? Your Christmas is going to be extra-merry!”

 

Preparations were oh so many, but always timely,

Nothing would be permitted to disrupt that important appointment, surely,

Till out of the blue – just 7-and-a-half months through – waters broke suddenly, Read More My Tiny Precious Baby

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Who said romance and Christianity are mutually exclusive? Eh? Who said? Whoooo ssaaaiiiiddd? Show me his house and I’ll tell him something! You see it’s such misconceptions that leave our gorgeous curvaceous sistrenes at the mercies of R Kelly, Chris Brown, Taio Cruz and their sorts.

Answer me this, was Solomon of God or not? Don’t tell me being dolu and POP are characteristics of piety and don papa spiritoism. Come on come over here (Mortal Kombat style) and learn a line or two worhor worhor.

Ask Tele the advantages and heights his ‘Letters to my dear true wife’ has landed him and you’ll see that you’re doing yourself if the only vibe you got is…is…”Wooww sister Belinda, what a well moulded creation you are by the Almighty.” Come on bro! It’s not carnal to describe your wife’s body to her. In fact, it’s a very shpiritwa thing. So I’m going to show you what I mean with this made-for-the-mrs piece. Read More You Turn Me On!

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Many people end up with close-fit halves because they were afraid the perfect half may never show. So they settle with the ‘good enough’ at hand. But there’s a certain feeling reserved for those who get to be with the ying to their yang. It’s like a whole town told you to sleep because there was no tooth fairy, and the longer you stayed up the greater the fool you looked, but just before dawn she showed up and the joke was on the town!

For everyone with someone they fit right into, who had to wait or pay any price of any sort, this piece will fill you up. For those who are on the verge of settling with the next best thing, this may just give you ammunition to hold on a wee bit. Because when you find him, and when she finally makes the entrance! Ayaayaahyahyaaaii!

When Perfect Shows Up.

I was standing there all by myself,

Long after everyone was gone.

The voices in my head were starting to win;

There was no way I was going to meet a you. Read More When Perfect Shows Up

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Good morning people. #TeleTuesdays takes a different turn today and this is why. I got some heartbreaking news yesterday when I heard that a good friend of mine had just lost her sister. In times of loss, sometimes all you can give are some words, an ear or a shoulder to cry on. Luckily, there’s Someone who saw it all and Who can soothe all the hurt and make it all better – because it’s always part of His plan.

 

It hurts from deep inside

But His peace. Read More But His Peace…

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I usually post on Thursdays/Fridays, but I had something I really wanted to squeeze between. Truth is, I haven’t written a poem in a long long time. It’s sad because all I was doing in the start was poetry. But I’ve been inspired by a few things, including Tele’s incredible series on ‘Letters to my dear true wife’. Forgive, the literary nuances of this might be all over the place, but it has soul in it.

So this is me talking to her the morning before I Do. I feel it. Enjoy

 

We aren’t a couple bae, we’re a team,

The kind that give principalities the creeps

And disrupt industries the world over

The kind that annul trending norms about fidelity

and trust and selflessness and all those virtues that makes love love.

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You, me, this moment, this isn’t romantic, it’s epic.

The sensation in our loins right now, Read More The Morning Before I Do

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I’m keeping this one short because…well, because I’ve got a 2-hour drive to make to Sunyani from Kumasi this morning. It’s 2:00am now, but commitments are Commitments and I’m not starting 2015 by breaking one such as this. We’re starting with an original piece I’m only just finishing now – Poetry is the Music of the Soul… All for #TeleTuesdays  😉

 

Pick me O sweetheart pick me.

I know I’m not your first, but pick me

You didn’t dream of me, or even wish for me

But in my heart of hearts

I know you’ll love me

pick Read More Stay With Me

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So this is actually an old one from way back when – 1st Generation Goldinwords – you could call it, before our first remix and subsequent loss of some good stuff…luckily, nothing really dies off in Cyberspace.

I wrote this one day after I had a discussion with a good friend about our fellow Christian brethren  (& sisthren 🙂 ) and their attitude to relationships. I could tell you what it’s all about, or leave you to draw your own conclusions…guess which option I’m picking? Enjoy 😀

 

She was lost twice over1womanprays

Before she met this Christian Brother

He told her life could be much better

And so he drew her near to meet his dear Father

Till with many days of desperate prayer

From her burdens the Lord managed to deliver her.

 

Whilst growing in His garden as a Pretty Flower

His servant, Christian Brother, drew still closer

Praying and fasting until he could finally lightly sputter

To Christian Sister that he truly loved her Read More To the Christian in Love…

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Hi there. “It’s been a while” doesn’t come close, does it?

I do however have a small piece that is very close to my heart I’d like to share with you today. I see writing not just as an escape from a dreary time, but also as a form of letting go, catharsis, for me personally. What I’ve however realised is that with this particular piece, almost everyone will have a line or two of their own hidden within. I hope it helps you finally let go as it has helped me…

Read More Apologies (for Pearl)

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Just recently, I chanced on the most brilliant piece. My friend -Awo- shared it on her wall. The original writer is anonymous, but the message! Boyyy, the message is as relevant to you as it’ll be to your descendants :-)! Some things are timeless, like tears that tickle. Here Goes;

 

Tears That Tickle

Sometimes…we must be hurt in order to grow,

We must fail in order to know,

We must lose in order to gain.

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Some lessons are best learned through pain.

Sometimes…our vision clears,

Only after our eyes are washed with tears.

We have to be broken, so we can be tender,

We are sick so we can rest and think better

On things more important than work or fun.

 We are taken for a trip near death,

 So we can assess how we’ve run…

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Sometimes… Read More Tears That Tickle.

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