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PrinceFaPoetry

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Ghana
Ghana
I write the thoughts on my mind and capture the beauties of my eyes. I guess I am not weird 🤩
June 11, 2019
Kumasi, Ghana

NATIVITY TO DEATH
Prince Fa

The night skies are sombre. If the mornings are pleasing, there wouldn’t be a torch to light up the night paths—the cloak Black people wear. Tell me how beautiful the night is, when it is starless, when the moon is dark and can’t illuminate. When from nativity to death, a child feels its tears than grace. Why die where you were born?. I want to see the world. I want to dig my own grave, design my obituary and read my pouring tributes. I want to witness the reading of my touching and meticulously written biography. Welcome to my funeral.

“Who Am I?
The skin is black
The mind is washed
The eyes hardly see
The days are dry
The nights are cold
The arms are tremb...

PASSION OVER PERFECT
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May 7, 2019
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Sometimes

You deserve the world
But I only have a home
And its peace

You deserve the oceans
But I only have a stream
And its gentleness

You deserve the skies
But I only have a star
And its hope

Sometimes
I only have me
To offer

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ORIGINAL
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April 25, 2019
Ghana

My truth

The world is black or white, to add colour is to add beauty. In your eyes I have seen the rainbow, I have known the colours and it’s peace. In this same eyes I have seen black, the darkness it could be, the wars it could start and actions it could take. I had only known love until a heart was broken, the nights became longer, lonely and mirrored. The days became speed of light—it traveled quickly. When your storm came, it was mean and ungodly, threatening and unashamed. It knows not my name and looks not my eyes, until it was calm. I have a leaking roof and a broken wall—unsecured tomorrows and another world. In my truth, I am not whole. I am missing and wandering, searching for me...

HAPPY EARTH DAY 2019
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April 22, 2019
Ghana

SEEN GRACE, HIDDEN SORROWS

There is quite a distance between the eyes and the sun but it is seen. Will the donkey rest if the job isn’t done, will the horse complain if the destination is not reached. Tell the pleasant stories and leave the unpleasant. How bright is the light; I can see, that’s all that Matters. I am here, who wants to know about the journey. Before this, time was all I wished for. A dream on a concrete floor without a mat or a pillow isn’t comforting and believing in it, is another religion that needs a messenger and a pacifier. The shield of the warrior protect him from body figures and the swinging of swords but not from the blood spills. Have you tasted my mothers meals...

HAPPY EARTH DAY 2019
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February 15, 2019
Kumasi, Ghana

04.05
I wish you love
I wish you days
I wish you smiles
I wish you love!

I wish you eyes
I wish you ears
I wish you heartbeats
I wish you love!

I wish you legs
I wish you me
As we fall, let our grounds be love
I wish us love in forever!

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LET'S FALL IN LOVE
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January 3, 2019
Ghana

“If I ever forget my root, remind me of the days I promised the night that, if I ever find the light I will bring it home. If my smiles are wide and infectious, remind me to light up the alleys. If my clouds are heavy, remind me to pour out my rains for the flowers to bloom. If my tables are full remind me to make more chairs and if my bed is cold keep me warm— If nature makes you a KING it makes you an ENTRANCE, Never let me forget I am the KEY to SOMEONE’s TOMORROW.”

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FOLLOW YOUR HEART
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January 3, 2019
Ghana

Many happy returns sir

2019
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December 25, 2018
Abuakwa, Ghana

“Home”

In their eyes are windows and doors. A plan for an escape. What lies ahead is the unknown unanswered and unseen. What did tomorrow say? “If you make it out of today, I might give you a home” —todays are forever and repetitive, tomorrows are wishes.
I own a house but it ain’t home. In mamas eyes are plenty tomorrows (wishes), in my lovers eyes are plenty todays and overwhelming tomorrows (wishes). The dinner table welcomes friends but how long will they stay.

//i hope you find a home
Merry Christmas 🎄

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ORIGINAL
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November 21, 2018
Ghana

“Three days of love lost
Third day to be wise”

On the first day you yelled and said goodbye in a million ways that it initiated the end

The second day called for a surprise visit that wasn’t graced

The third day saw a heart in smithereens begging to be whole again, a mind knowing the first day was the end; a decision to make, for there are no more days to be wise and a day to be a fool

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HAPPY THANKSGIVING 2018
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November 9, 2018
Kumasi, Ghana

“I love the rain”

I love the rain and how it falls. Under the rain I’ve disguised my pain harmonising teardrops with raindrops. Under the rain I’ve soaked my bubbled up emotions and wet my sorrows. In the midst of all these nonsense, I am the lonely lost star, shinning through the cloudy rainy skies. If god could see, if god could hear, if the appellations and hallelujahs serves its purpose, I may not sit in awe personifying characters. This being walks in shades of poetry and it’s poems are fuelled by pain and nothing close to love lights the match. This being is burning in a labelled eternal hardship of the day and begs for it to end but the god sees nothing and hears nothing
The increas...

WRITE YOUR OWN STORY
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October 23, 2018
Kumasi, Ghana

Our stars don’t need shining

If I may, I will;
Visit the night
And unplug the promises
That still shine in nights
We no longer gaze

If I may, to say;
There are no days
That needs the sun
And conversations that needs
A bench under the lamppost

If I may, I wish;
Our hearts still speak
And our arms still cuddle
Our voices still soothing
And the eyes still loving

But, if I may, To remind;
In a distance we stand
And our ears don’t hear
Our hearts don’t speak
And I hate yelling...

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WHITE CLOCK
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October 3, 2018
Ghana

“Cosmos”

Sitting in pensive
Swimming in the seas of reveries
The times that passed me by
Finding meanings to this poems
Asking if this life fits poetry

The days are dreary
The nights are weary
My beds are dry
I pray not the rosary

Call it adultery
I see not the imagery
I walk in no mystery
I witness not the ministry

Talk of the rivalry
The years in history
The woes of my ancestry
But posterity still cry

Tomorrows are blurry
Uncertainty places me in a category
In as much as sanity stills in the cemetery
I will choose hunting the scarce bilberry

Teach me the elementary
I will assemble my life’s accessory
I will walk past the bigotry
And the accusatory

These lines ar...

THE EDISON BULB
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September 14, 2018
Kumasi, Ghana

Serendipity
05/09/2018

Today I give up
I give up on all the odds
I give up on the dots that never connects
I give up on the hopes that always meet less
I give up on the bulb that will never shine
I give up on the ladders that climbs nothing
I give up on the roads that leads nowhere
I give up on the beings that wouldn’t be humans

For the comforting peace in my being
I’m letting go

Today I give up
I give up on all the odds
I give up on the voices that only slays
I give up on the thoughts that demeans
I give up on the sights that sees less
I give up on the people that only build fences
I give up on the smile that last for a second
I give up on the pain that kills

For the tailori...

NEVER FORGET
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August 30, 2018
Ghana

Life
19/07/2018

I am still on the road
I hardly notice the night
I am still on the streets
I hardly witness the day
A hundred knocked
I only have a chair

I am still on the road
I hardly notice the moon
I am still on the streets
I hardly witness the sun
From a distance I saw you
In distance I will be

I am still on the road
I hardly notice the light
I am still on the streets
I hardly witness the darkness
A hundred passed me by
I just watched

I am still on the road
I hardly notice the dream
I am still on the streets
I hardly witness the life
A dreamy night sings praises
The morning showcase struggle

I am still on the road
I am still on the streets

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MAKE IDEAS HAPPEN
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August 14, 2018
Kumasi, Ghana

Some run not to escape
Some fall not to rise
Some talk not to be heard
Some sing not to muse
Some wake not to live
Some fly not to be seen
And
Others stand, to be known
Others learn, to apply
Others cry, to let go
The void in life fills its emptiness with Opposite

I am a bottle without cork
I run full and soil my body
My joy, the smiles, the times and moments
Runs down my chins
And I’m not hiding it anymore

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LOVE IS ALL WE NEED
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July 25, 2018
Kumasi, Ghana

|This is to every artist who finds meaning to situations and inspire others, they are the ones we are talking about.|

“The Person they are"

The person he is
The person she is
The person that sits in his thoughts
The person that adds words to the little voices in her head
The persons that drains their lives through inks ending up on papers
They are the people they are reading about
...
Little did he know, he sits on the thoughts of others
He journeyed on the buses of logic through reasoning
Thrusting into the embers of relationships
With reasons to spark or dim their lights deciphering loneliness and company, tears and laughter, hate and love, sadness and happiness and the mystery...

STARS CAN'T SHINE WITHOUT DARKNESS
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July 5, 2018
Kumasi, Ghana

You are the best at all you put your mind to
In your shoes you’ve walked perfectly
The flaws don’t demean your perfection
It reminds you of a god in a Demi
A human in bliss
From the sunrise through to the sunset
You walk in between
Long live the emperor

Happy July 5th
Happy birthday to me

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4th of july
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July 2, 2018
Kumasi, Ghana

           "Utah with love"

If I could answer these questions my desperations and anxieties could turn into love poems poets can't conclude
songs singers voices will echo for ears to find soothing pleasures
But my love stories eschews from the people who are to narrate
On the Threshold of loves amusing fairytales
I find beautiful beginnings in the wonderland of friendship triggering the ever sensational thoughts of you and I
Caressing feelings into a yes mode
Waiting for you to howl out I love you because it is a full moon
As beautiful as these dreams are it wakens the mares of the nights stranding my sleep
I watch while they slip away
Dimming the shines of the stars they brought

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WRITE YOUR OWN STORY
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June 22, 2018
 

Encapsulation

You are the moon
And it’s lonely but yet
Fulfilling
There are some
That will
Love you the more
When they are down
But will move once
They are up on their feet
Others will be there
In all lives trajectories
They will help you soar
And will be there on your landing
They are your stars
You need them both
One -to have a feel
Of the magic of life
And the other-who knows
Life’s magic lives within you
You are not naive

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MAJOR STEPHEN REICH
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June 10, 2018
Kumasi, Ghana

                “In my closet”

From a lie that opened the doors of other lies
I've graced all entrances
Other's with assurances
The promises that questioned my faithfulness and the entirety of my being
Love stares at me in disgust
I have...
I've learnt a great deal about love
I've learnt when to stand still and allow pain to pummel me and when to stand and fight
I've healed my battered heart with patches of reeds and thorns of roses
I've learnt how to lock and unlock my emotions in the presence of my frenemies
I'm not afraid,a she-tiger,and I've earned my stripes
I can be tender in a world,so tough and cruel
I'm sure I could face the bitter cold
I've tasted fear, my share of pain
The wasted...

NOBODY IS PERFECT
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June 7, 2018
 

   "The African Politicians"

From the slams I picked up,
On the rock I stand
Hail me, proclaim my wonders.
I am god!
Your demigod.
I spread my tentacles far and near.
I embrace its wealth not humans.
With me their existence exist.

‘’Our lands are rich
Our atmosphere is blessed
Why do we feel cursed”

I am the king!
I am your ruler!
You and you and you are my people,
My slaves.
The quencher of your thirst, shout my name.
The taker of your hunger, yell my name.
The director of a wayward flocks, without me home is where you stand,
Stagnant waters.
You smell awful or dry up without me.

“Our lands are rich
Our atmosphere is blessed
Why do we feel cursed”

In you, I am from.
Your cries were...

NOBODY IS PERFECT
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May 31, 2018
Kumasi, Ghana

                   Poetry

In poetry I find my peace
I scribble my anger and smiles
With keystrokes of electronics
And through the inks of pens
I emancipate my soul from the
Tortures and joys this planet of a place
Exerts on me
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In poetry I define me
My thoughts and the world
That surrounds me
It's beauties and other face a word
Will name ugly
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In poetry I create my world
I live in words and artwork
Colours depicting rage and comfort
And words explaining it's worth
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In poetry I find love
I love and respect myself more
And the soothing comprehension
My thoughts coherence with reality
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In poetry I'm home
A home that cherishes and adores me
A home of words and art...

ORIGINAL
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May 29, 2018
 

                "Soliloquy"

I've been screaming
Calling out to ears that could hear
Hearts that will skip a beat
If my absence is announced
Shouting out loud how derelict I am
But they are deaf
walking in this intrepid lifestyle
Covering up my loathe for this life
Life of intense loneliness
If only someone could listen
See through my eyes
There is this calm angel
With a broken wing
Calling out for help

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ORIGINAL
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May 22, 2018
Kumasi, Ghana

            "Possessed"

If I could leave these shackles of a place
If I could escape the tethers
If I could walk out without looking back
If my goodbyes meant bye
A life lived in interstices
Balancing scopes and perceptions
A hole of life and death
Consuming to kill but energising to live
Craving for the wrong
But feels right in each moment
Reliving life and death on the space in-between parallel
Traveling from smirks to miffs in seconds
Receiving askance

With this wrings
I find joy
Defining love in agony and pain
Chills in my bones yet weakens me
Wish I could let go but it will be giving up on life
Until then I sit with my demons
And swim in my sins

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LOVE IS ALL WE NEED
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May 18, 2018
 

              "Labels"

I've got an eye on a queen
But I'm just a pauper
A slogan I'm attributed
I walk with the chickens
But dream of the skies up above
A dream of fracture my family points out.

In the House of Commons
Where equality is preached
My position is labelled
My queen stands far ahead
But my chest can't contain my heart
And my throats can't sabotage my voice.

I am breaking out of this prison of labels
Then redefine freedom and explain equality
I will Catwalk my way through
Head held up high.

I speak
I am human
a pauper with a heart to love
And an eye just for you
I am a Prince without crown
An arm to wrestle through the bodyguards of royalties to meet you  
Our ...

LOVE IS ALL WE NEED
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