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A Awuhni Awuh Poem
"FLOWERS IN THE SHADE"
Once upon a dreary day,
Over a thousand of curious dreams,
While I laid for a nap,
There sprang a sparkling vission at a sudden.
And appeared a beautiful flower blooming in the shade.
Was not sure but confuse I was thus,
Till I learned was my dream only.
Yet, was a beautiful and a unique flower indeed.
That appeared in my dream alone.
Nothing more to lament but,
It is the 'Flowers in the Shade'
I cried out loud in the shade!
Grieving how could this be?
I longed to be out, away from the shade!
Mourning how could the wind be?
I dreamt, sang, waved, danced,
Shed tears in the shade and longed to query the light.
But how could the light find so?
Now I begin to imagine and seek in reality.
The solitary, matchless, waxen alike,
Pinkish-yellow flower that bloomed in the shade found thus blooming in reality.
Copyright © A Awuhni Awuh | Year Posted 2023
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A Awuhni Awuh Poem
The days and the nights are long.
Could not wait to see the bright shining sun,
And the clouds floating above me during the day.
Could not wait to see the shining moon
And the stars at night.
My days are not long
To see them all though.
I bloom at dawn
With morning dews all over my petals.
Shining like the Sun as its ray falls upon me.
Now I wait for the little creatures to play with.
I feel the wind and follow its direction and enjoy my day.
The nature's day is beautiful,
But I hate the creatures that pluck me off.
For they never know my pain and feelings.
I begin to fade as the daylight fades.
I have tasted everything as I bloom.
The morning dews, frozen by the fog at dawn,
The scorching heat of the sun,
The wind that waves under the blue sky,
The dark and the white clouds,
The lightning and the thunder,
The rain and the beautiful rainbow
As if rooted between two mountains,
The moon and the twinkling stars at night.
And out of all,
My most pleasant moment is the gentle breeze,
In the midnight with the shining moon
And the twinkling stars above me in the silent night.
But the striking lightning
And the roaring thunders above scare me the most.
I have quenched my existence as I bloom.
I am happy and am ready to fade
Away my each petals in turn as my pollination stage crossed,
And am ready to reproduce my own offspring soon...
Copyright © A Awuhni Awuh | Year Posted 2022
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I wonder, whom they might be?
I wish to know at least a person.
I wonder, when do they sleep?
I wish I could visit once to know in person.
I wonder how will their next room be?
I wish I could stop them to go on.
I wonder, how far they'll go on?
I wish for a sounds sleep.
Thanks to the rain, for it faded the noise.
I pray, to rain for the whole night.
The distant roosters began to crow.
Yet the noises never end.
I imagine of their doings in whole night.
The laughter & the echoing voices never end.
The distant roosters continued in crow.
Yet the noises is still the noise.
Copyright © A Awuhni Awuh | Year Posted 2022
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