joyfulness

Harnessed in our sentiments
An artful feeling of bliss resides
Shrouded in an angelic temper
It tenaciously motivates our deeds

In its wake, it insightfully inspires
Nursing a bountiful desire to love
Every essence and every character
And sharing it in smiles and in laughs

The mind spools in lovely thoughts
Invoking compassion in the heart
It is joy, the pinnacle of happiness
Where we enjoy the delights of life

thank you

A thank you, is not enough,

To describe the appreciation,

Of your thoughts, efforts and actions,

Taken in my favour and for me.

A thank you, is my way,

My gesture of recognition,

Of the beholden state I find myself,

The joy you brought to my heart.

hi-life music

Ke ke ke, sounds the fritwiwa;
Signalling the band, a 1-2-3 and go,
In a harmonious unison, bells,
An array of drums, strings, triangles,
A xylophone, trumpets, flutes, shakers,
Belt out a virtuosic instrumental style,
A blend of mono and poly beats;
The tempo of rhythms; pleasantly pleasing,
Fills the atmosphere with melody,
Pulsating and vibrant, the thumping,
Shakes Asaase Yaa to its feet.

Enters the rich baritone voice and voices,
Words and phrases, arranged,
To follow an intonation’s contour,
Awakening the soul, stimulating bubbly,
And spirited movements, dancing we call it.
Gleeful faces, radiating smiles,
Hearts full of ecstasy, Shouts of joy,
Whistling, clapping, and laughter echoing
Into the clouds and the galaxies in space.
Tis our appreciation for music so sweet,
So tunefully harmonious with nature,

Tis hi-life, nature’s own song of joy,
It’s her melodic conversation with us,
To stimulate our emotions and pulses,
Hi-life, an awe-inspiring experience,
Healing our sorrows and life itself,
Elevating souls above existence,
The message carried far and further,
It quivers and quickens our empathies,
Feelings of goodwill, peace and love,
Its hi-life, the buoyant tempo music;
The richest tune known to mankind.

thou art beautiful

Beauty, thou art beautiful;
How graceful it sounds to the ear,
Only the beholder has eyes for it, they say,
Yet we all crave for you.
Who are you, O mysterious One?
You, who adjectives cannot prettify

Beauty, thou art stunning;
Every man adorns her woman in your shadow,
For it is only in you, that his ego finds fulfilment.
His promiscuous nature wanes at your sight;
For your dwelling place is in a cul-de-sac,
And beyond it is nothingness.

Beauty, thou art gorgeous;
Women, they worship you,
From the crack of dawn till night falls,
They continually seek your favour upon them.
Listen, to the wonderful things they say about you,
You alone give them buoyancy to float on life’s river

Beauty, thou art wonderful;
See women smile when men liken them to you,
Their eyes light up the dark alleys,
And you can feel their hearts soften.
Like ice defrosting, like butter on a warm plate;
You are our mothers, sisters and wives’ energy.

Beauty, thou art attractive;
Oh Beauty, thou alone art beautiful,
Wars have been fought on your behalf,
And peace and tranquillity have nestled in your abode.
Great men weaken and kneel in your presence,
Whiles wicked men shower compassion.

Beauty, thou art astonishing;
Who are you, O beautiful one?
Whisper into my ears your personality,
I’m no impersonator, but for you I’ll become an impressionist.
Did you know why we invented mirrors?
We caught your reflection in the river.

Beauty, thou art magnificent;
How proud are those you hand pick,
For we all strive to be You.
You smile because we have created an industry in your name,
And professionals, we have schooled to imitate You.
Surgeons, therapists, stylists, designers and more.

Beauty, thou art breathtaking;
Unyoke our burden, O Beauty.
There is goodness about you, the philosopher says,
There is joy in your presence,
For you are more dazzling than the sun,
I google you everyday to find your true nature.

Listen, you who art beautiful;
All these praises are for yourself and you alone,
I am in you, look and you will see.
Learn to appreciate who you are and what you have,
Stop comparing yourself with others,
I am you, flaunt me before all, I’m beauty and you’re beautiful.