Wednesday, July 24, 2024

Till then



In the realm of words, our hearts entwine,

Where wine and swine are woven into a basket of stupidity

A bond so strong, it transcends time and space, milking the brian into insanity 


Through emotions and thoughts, we connect and align, telling the truth about our loss and our iniquities


Our souls speaking a language that's hard to replace,like the wild fires of the 1980s sweeping the sins of our vicinities


In this toposphere of love and understanding the atmosphere of our connection to nature


We find solace and comfort, we sew the cloth of unity where religion and region was empty dustbin,we took the pill of culture


Our stories intertwine like the threads of a tapestry, history unfolds doctrines blindfolds, as love ruled the heart of two


A beautiful narrative of friendship, pure and grand, a bone marrow flow through to our heart creating magnificent magnetic field too.


Till then, my friend, may our words be the bridge,

That spans the distance between our hearts and minds, don't call on any emmgency lines


May our connection remain strong and unwavering not to sublime

A beacon of hope, a shining light that never dims or declines."


©️®️ Ambdr Felix Atta Amoakoh

24/07/24

©️©️ Of image to the rightful owner

Till then

In the realm of words, our hearts entwine, Where wine and swine are woven into a basket of stupidity A bond so strong, it transcends time an...