Month: November 2017

It was such heartbreak

Absolutely could not make

Any sense of our breakup, I

Was so heartbroken, could not in my life makeup, I

Struggled and watched you

As you paraded the corridors spreading your love.

I was devastated beyond comprehension,

Humility in gentility, understanding beyond the ordinary,

Kissing smoothly while caressing with a careless abandon

That drives the senses to heightened calm pitch

You took the first step of reconciliation,

You gave another chance when all stood against

You held me to your bosom and allowed me to breath in your sweet fragrance

I remember your first kiss; smooth, gentle, unwavering

You held me tight and I was in love

My dad was against our love, he preferred the other.

Mom loved you, no wonder you reached out when she lived to eternity

Glad we are together again.

My first love, Poetry.

 

A seed has been sown.
Charity begins at home
It will be the epitome
Where is home?
Sing your verse
Pour it all out
It will be fun
It will educate
It will invigorate.
It is for you and I
It is our identity
I salute
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The sun is shining
Bright is the day
It is cloudy and rains heavily.
Yet the heart is filled
With joy of glorious pain
To know you are in no more pain
To know there will be no more smiles
When will the rains stop?
The weatherman can never forecast
These are rains from the soul
Tears cascading like a never-ending waterfall
The smile, that smile, the infectious smile.
You just put laughter on my face
Yet you made me squirm
There will be no more talk
Every book has a prologue.
Some are dedicated.
Some books end with a beginning to an introduction.
Your book is beautifully written.
Headlining your Fatherhood skills.
Your book is a legacy to read.
I will cherish.
So long big brother!
Save me a seat on the Advocacy Board.

#SILENTNOISES
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If I am here tomorrow,
I will be out of my borough.
There will be no need to burrow
Into a deep hole.
I am human, not a mole.

If I am here tomorrow,
I will tread on the narrow.
Shaping my principles,
Forging into disciplines

Quick or slow to stop the damage,
To do so will stop the drainage.
Then closure; for it will be change.

©kntemmensah101917

#SILENTNOISES

Everything that ends has a beginning. It does not matter how it ends. It surely has a start date. EMWL Financial Services did not happen overnight. It took ideas and capital. It took risks. It took sleepless nights. DiDiMaMe likewise started with so many trips to the homeland. Countless flights. Trustworthy partners. Today they are launched and delivering food to whatever location. They had a start date. DatabaseConsultGh is another company that is still in the works. From birth they are on. Soon they will start crawling.

Majority of the schools in Ghana are celebrating anniversaries. Bishop Herman College in Kpandu in the Volta Region is one such school. My almer mater.  The school has birthed notable personalities including “On the road” Amigosten Amish, countless judges and lawyers, visionary entrepreneurs, musicians, filmmakers, financial gurus, my biological father and some uncles, numerous cousins and yours truly #SILENTNOISES.

We all started from somewhere.

I urge you to reflect deeply and sincerely. I urge you not to be judgemental for we know not fate. I urge you to look within yourself and not at others.  Do not attempt putting up walls around you. Acknowledge what we are about to talk about.

At the start, I  made mention that no one knows the beginning. Tell me. Email me. Tweet. Facebook me. Any medium of communication. I just want to know if you knew you were going to be born. I would be surprised if any knew.  You were born and grew knowing this is what you responded to as a name. You were born and told that man and woman were your parents. Unless you are the first born, you just trust and believe that all others are your siblings.

So there, my brother, my sister be humble; be kind; be loving for this life is not for us.

Do you know tomorrow?

#SILENTNOISES

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