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Solomon Nimo Nartey Poem
When I grow up
This is who I want to be
Take a seat
And listen to my wildest dream
I want to trade
Not in the market but forex
I know it's hard to believe
But this has been my mindset
I feel you're already thinking, I will not succeed
I'm okay with it
I admit my strategies are weak
Been practicing, I will be good eventually
Understand you have to crawl
Before you get to your feet
I'm a young money seed
Planted on a fertile forex field
Will grow into a mature money tree
I know this isn't realistic
Honestly, I might not ever make a difference
But the dream is still my reference
I have to risk it.
Copyright © Solomon Nimo Nartey | Year Posted 2022
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Solomon Nimo Nartey Poem
You're my woman,my dream
My world,my everything
For you my love flows
Like a calm stream
Nature is beautiful
As your skin
Within your eyes, beauty is seen
In my ears,your voice keeps whispering
To you I give the whole me
The feeling of your touch
Makes me feel like a winner
Beside me, I can't resist your demeanor
In your arms, I feel like a baby
Who's being put to sleep
By its nanny
I chose you because you're the best
I fell in love with you among the rest
In you I find perfection
And nothing less
My woman, my dream.
Copyright © Solomon Nimo Nartey | Year Posted 2018
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Solomon Nimo Nartey Poem
Blood, sweat and tears
The mark of hard-earned years
Every drop is needed to earn
The proceeds of the dream we yearn
Blood, sweat and tears
The seal that love bears
Each drop does not build the trait
Of greed, envy and hate
Blood, sweat and tears
The forces that drive the sacrifices we make
For each dream we chase
The scars we bear with pride
For the battles we won and tried
Blood, sweat and tears
The proof of our dedication
The hard work we put in
To turn our dreams into a win
Blood, sweat and tears
The expression of pain
The influence that tell the story
Of victory, defeat and glory
Copyright © Solomon Nimo Nartey | Year Posted 2023
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Solomon Nimo Nartey Poem
Your curvy lips
And your curly hair
Makes me stop and stare
The smiles on your face
And the beauty within your eyes
Makes me mesmerize
Your waist, curvy hips
And well-rounded breast
Are my worst distractions
I've always underestimated your features
But realized it's all I desire
With you, I want to share my thoughts
My feelings and what I aspire
You are the only woman for me
The only thing I see
My love for you runs so deep through my vein
Dream of you in spite of the pain.
Copyright © Solomon Nimo Nartey | Year Posted 2018
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Solomon Nimo Nartey Poem
Slowly, the muddy pool became an ocean
Gradually, bricks were put together to build a mansion
Life, a journey but isn't a recreation
Live it, at your own pace
Organise your content so you won't deviate
Pick a single track, run your own race
Many may be ahead, hold onto your faith
We aren't living by our strength but by grace
Pick your clock and focus on your time
When it's right, all will fall in place.
Copyright © Solomon Nimo Nartey | Year Posted 2019
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Solomon Nimo Nartey Poem
Dear God
I feel depressed
Each day I wake up is filled with stress
Grant me divine strength to press
Onto the upward range
New heights, I want to gain
I know my soul is stained
My deeds caused this pain
Hear my cry
Accept my plea
Keep my cheeks dry
And let me flee
From the path that makes me sin
Be my shepherd, for I am your sheep
Feed me your word to keep me in shape
Guide my steps wherever I lay my feet
The back and forth movement through the thorns
May cause erosion to the spirit in me
On each account, cleanse and stitch my wounds
To keep my faith alive.
Copyright © Solomon Nimo Nartey | Year Posted 2023
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Solomon Nimo Nartey Poem
A broken mirror stained with blood
Reflects the mistakes of the past
Though one's heart may heal, the scars
Will flood the veins, a reminder of trauma and pain
Each piece tells a story
Of violence, abuse, and agony
A symbol of a shattered life
Once perfect, now in strife
As the images of betrayal and deceit unfold
It brings to mind what you have lost
The spirit folds, and the heart grows cold
Paying the price at such a cost
The mirror broke, got stained and
You screamed, but it was in vain
Beating yourself up, yet losing the fight
Trying to pick up the pieces to make things right
Copyright © Solomon Nimo Nartey | Year Posted 2023
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Solomon Nimo Nartey Poem
Ash, the powder on their faces
Chains, the ornaments around their necks
Rocks, the pillows they rested their heads
Even in the cold
Their sweat never dried up
Down their bodies blood flowed
When sweat ran out
Scars became their tattoos
Black traditions became taboos
Owned as pets, deprived of food
Bought our dignity
Starved of opportunity
And begging for immunity
The black community
Black is the colour of the night
Of the sky devoid of light
Of shadows lurking in the dark
Of a heart that bears love's mark
Black is the race that overcame
Years of slavery, hate, and shame
With strength and grace they rose above
And showed the world their boundless love
They paved the way for civil rights
Fought for freedoms, day and night
Made a difference, big and small
And finally answered racism's call
Their skin, so rich and bold and strong
Is a beacon for where they belong
In a world where prejudice is strife
They stand as champions in life
So let's celebrate the black race
Their courage, love, and endless grace
Let's embrace their rich history
And honour their legacy in eternity
Copyright © Solomon Nimo Nartey | Year Posted 2023
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Solomon Nimo Nartey Poem
I'm alone on a bench made for two
Beside me, is an empty spot
For that place is meant for you
Admiring the stars of the sky
Was what we used to do
Remembering this special place
And the memories we made
The soft hugs and the kisses you gave
Really made my life each day
Walking down the streets
Not knowing where to go
But I always end up
At the special place we know
Sitting quietly waiting for you to show
Copyright © Solomon Nimo Nartey | Year Posted 2019
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Solomon Nimo Nartey Poem
I'm jealous
Jealous of the wind
Because it's feels your skin
Closer than my hand had ever been
I'm jealous
Jealous of your thoughts
Because they are clean
But it has never occurred of me
I'm jealous
Jealous of your heart
Because it's the purest place
Every man would want to live
I'm jealous
Jealous of the night
Because I keep wondering
Who lays next to you
In your dreams
Copyright © Solomon Nimo Nartey | Year Posted 2019
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