Get Your Premium Membership

Best Poems Written by Seth Agyei Asamoah

Below are the all-time best Seth Agyei Asamoah poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

View ALL Seth Agyei Asamoah Poems

12
Details | Seth Agyei Asamoah Poem

A Nightmare of Reality

The severe strong might of thunders slaps the 
gentle clouds on the face just to open doors for the rain drops.
My eyes are opened at the wickedness of the thunder towards 
the poor sky only to remember and see my pillows all wet,
like the thunder life slapped the face of my gentle heart and like 
the rains it opened my heart with pains for the tear drops.


Grace is a flavor you want to bite,care is the home you want 
to go to,love is the life you want to have and smile is the 
shelter the abundance of comfort brings to the heart.
The meal of joy,the melodies of hope and the pride and humility
of affluence,all these life has set me apart.


I punch hard but still get knocked out by success,the world 
seems to be revolving at the same very point.Hahaha! a sad 
out laugh of fears because I begin and seem to end at this very point.
Some people,family,friends and acquaintances seem happy,sit on the 
walls and stand with folded arms and look unconcerned while my life 
structure collapse in disjoint.


What a world,I lie in my lonely bed over a ponder.
Because these were my very dream before the thunder.

Copyright © Seth Agyei Asamoah | Year Posted 2013



Details | Seth Agyei Asamoah Poem

Adwoa

Grace,this word i so much cherish.
Filled so mightily my tender heart,your love,that i feel so feverish.

Like the sun that rise above all lights.
You cause me blind to all lady sights.

So natural like the single rain slowly falling droplets.
Your bosom, my only Love inlet.

The waterfalls descends so peacefully.
Your arms you never seize to open to me,so widely.

Sssh!whispers of yesterday echoing in the stereos of my heart.
Tip,tump pum!my heart beats along with so much fright.

So firmly closed the eyes of my heart to this whisperings.
For the painful memories of yesterday are strongly piercing.

Crack!the joy brought to the hen,the promise of a new life.
You,erasing every painful memory of a wife.

Copyright © Seth Agyei Asamoah | Year Posted 2013

Details | Seth Agyei Asamoah Poem

You

The rainbow fell between you n I and I watched your beautiful color change.
Feeling so refreshed anytime i remember the Love you so have for me.
Never even a little out off range.
The hope every second,the last tear that brings joy eternally and brings out abundant grace
and blessing,that which people marvel n wonder tagging me as strange.
Indeed all men are liars but  You alone, has ma hart.A new me You turneth!a page.

Copyright © Seth Agyei Asamoah | Year Posted 2013

Details | Seth Agyei Asamoah Poem

Hope In a Blood

Gradually the beautiful bright day has been changed by the thick dark EVENING.
A lot of mouths and voices knocking at the doors of my heart impregnating
 my world of REASONING.

So far away deep into the thick darkness strange cries are HEARD.
Somebody has lost a job,somebody got badly hurt bad things swimming
 all over and somebody just DEAD.

Somebody is so worried because of fears of no help or hope in the TOMORROW.
Poverty,hunger and strife put ropes and poison in the hands of good 
people and suggested peace through suicide so much adverse SORROW.

Somebody just had admission to the Uni,somebody just got a job
 and somebody had all A's in his EXAM.
Fisherman at the shores mending their nets and singing in delight,market women
 nodding to the songs on their tinny radios and farmers relaxing 
under trees over palm wine all excited for a bountiful blessing from their FARMS.

The sunrise and sunsets have began and ended many LIVES.
The mother day births happiness,love,hatred,good news,bad news 
and caused a stab in a small innocent heart by many blood thirsty KNIVES.

Reminding each of us and all of us that soon ours eyes would CLOSE.
Some would be called some would not,a divine selection
 we all don't stand a chance to OPPOSE.

A new day would soon be BORN.
And would be the same as today or can even be worse in your flesh a big THORN.

Destiny can be unmade,and made through a BLOOD.
A water of life and eternity I have secretly in a dirty GOURD.

A dirty gourd indeed,because it doesn't look ATTRACTIVE.
Only those with the ears and eyes can PERCEIVE.

Try CHRIST!!!
Your lives MUST!!

Copyright © Seth Agyei Asamoah | Year Posted 2013

Details | Seth Agyei Asamoah Poem

Morning

Kissed so tenderly on the cheek by the soft sun rays.
I woke up i smiles,thankfully and cheerfully my heart prays.

Blessed by another day,life and chance to make things better.
I knelt down deep in the abyss of my soul's heart to write to my creator a thankful letter.

Through the window,am greeted by the sun's broad smile.
The green scenery,the singing little birds and beautiful fragrance 
of fresh breaths extending over a long mile.

Morning,that thin boarder between night and day.
A part of dawn,with nothing else to pay.

A beautiful garden of new hopes,fear,victory or defeat.
But whatever it is,depends so much on yesterday's heat.

The hello and greeting from a new being.
Which will itself be a yesterday this life we living.

Morning,morning, morning.
Kids so sad as their school bells ring.

Neighborhood so empty because all have left their houses.
Homes feel so lonely because the pets become their only spouses.

So far away,on that long tower the church bell tolls.
Tic- tac the clock too roles.

The day seems so long to end.
But its the beginning of the  day on which tomorrow depend.

Morning morning morning.
The best part of everything.

Copyright © Seth Agyei Asamoah | Year Posted 2013



Details | Seth Agyei Asamoah Poem

The Blind's Letter To the Distant Lover

The greetings from the herdsmen and the muu that 
followed whispered home to my sharp ears.
A home is supposed to be the place you could run
 to and be safe but mine,all heart beats and fears.

The first place I walked to was the tinny dusty bench.
To seen if my stick would touch you the person who would
 give me food and water for my burning thirst to quench.

And oh!how I miss you,as I struggle to find my door post.
And Oh!how I blame myself,for allowing you to 
swim without me to the outer coast.

I sit each night by the struggled lit fires with your 
cloth stuck to my nose.
Feeding my hungry desires with your body fragrance 
gradually fading away from the clothes.

Not blind,but only in love with a person in a veil,behind a 
mask you made me believe.
Where is the touch on the left side of my face,the regular 
kiss on my lower lip and hands,and the voice 
that even my dead spirit can recall.You were here,now so far
 and I don't know what tomorrow would have been
if not for the things you thought me to achieve.

I know you would be back soon but loneliness is a herculean 
barrier to my daily survival.
Do be hurry my love,tower,and shoulder pal.

Copyright © Seth Agyei Asamoah | Year Posted 2013

Details | Seth Agyei Asamoah Poem

Good Bye Patrick

So strong are these sounds, so fierce are its weights the waves of Life.
Mixed with happiness,grief,sorrow,births and deaths the ingredients of life

So silent,nervously confused and memories of painful loneliness 
your absence has caused me.
My body is weakened,my bones broken,my tear bloody and my 
heart beating endlessly,only one question sings on ma sorrowful heart why me?

Life was suppose to be hard, all smiles,all pain n laughter shared 
with u my brother but now seems all so sad.
The thought of your earlier presence and now your absence,our times 
at school,at church in town and right here everywhere
 to nowhere n how i feel now makes me really mad.

Teach me somebody,teach me anybody
Teach me the secret to how well i can play the music of life to 
bring back my own brother Patrick,how well i can play the flute of life's body.

I used all i got,hopes wishes tears,compassion and even prayers
 to dance to the music of life.
Hoping to bring back u my brother Patrick to life
But so light like the mistletoe,u make me strife.

My heart aches,not with the pains but with the thought of u 
not hearing me wen i call on u.
And because its not your voice i will hear again wen finally 
my call gets through to u.

Copyright © Seth Agyei Asamoah | Year Posted 2013

Details | Seth Agyei Asamoah Poem

Falling

Darkness, one so thick that I could hold.
Blindness has befall me and all life trains have turned 
around surprisingly like a story yet to be told.

I don't know how but the pit is so deep.
Am still falling deeper, deeper yet not at the bottom but where I 
fell from  I could remember was so steep.

It should be dangerous but I seem to love this feeling.
Why this I ask myself in shock,but I wonder in confusion as
I don't even know where am going but I seem not to care because
 it brings to my soul a unique healing.

The world seem useless and I seem not to remember.
But the fingers that pushed I can clearly recall,fair and angelic
because in my memory it rings over and over.

Though I cant see anything as I still fall deep, one adage remains 
in my heart and keeps hope alive "love is blind."
Teeth are gnashing,people so worried,hearts are hurting causing 
a joyful pain a sweet torture in a mind.

Looking forward to just when i would get to the bottom.
Until the love, your love shall be my abode,peacefully 
laid at rest in your bosom.

Copyright © Seth Agyei Asamoah | Year Posted 2014

Details | Seth Agyei Asamoah Poem

Imprisoned

My eagle eyes are wide opened yet can't a thing see.
So cold and frozen I feel,his hands so icy and nothing 
but thick dangerous darkness around me.
And when now I could see,He showed me my new abode 
as he held to this new world wherein I find myself its huge and only key.

So loud I scream at the passerby who don't even seem to exist.
Welcome,a familiar voice whispered,though so happy to be rejoined
 with my long passed parents but yet so hard this belief I tried to resist.
From where we stood,I seem to see everything outside this strange world,and I watch
 helplessly people fall into traps and obviously know I who's turn it is on my family list.

Where am I oh prison warden?
In and out of my house people clothed in black,and white are greeting.

As light as a feather I felt.
I knew I wasn't ready yet you've showed me adverse cruelty I solemnly knelt.

Akosua,why are you soaked in tears?I shouted but she never heard.
Like the waterfalls in the high mountains my son shouts "daddy why so early?"
 you got all my dreams shattered.


So hard I tried to disclose to my son all my hidden treasures.
But futility my effort proves as Death dangles this very key and grinned.
My transition papers he has already signed.

Here I came to understand I've been sentenced for a lifetime.
And realized all others clothed in same prison uniform a 
white linen as I,irrespective of our this committed crime.

Copyright © Seth Agyei Asamoah | Year Posted 2013

Details | Seth Agyei Asamoah Poem

Remnant Hope

Your words came to me so sharp like blades on my heart. 
For i had struggled in sweat and tears to play in this life my part.

Now lay i on my tinny brains. 
Trying in futility for in.the end it still go down the drains.

Am in the middle of the road now,yet don't know in which direction to turn. 
There is a lot of pain in my heart and my brain is black from confusing burn.

Death seems now a solution to peace.
Yet i don't want to because fear entangles my body and
weakens me from having even a little peace.

My destiny has been re-written without permission. 
And here am left now in this world struggling at my blood 
point for yet an impossible mission.

There is now no hope for tomorrow. 
And my life full of blessings and great hopeful end is history 
some few seconds ago. 

Oh you wicked unknown,why did you choose me ?
Of all men that walked on this earth is it only me you see?

I will look from above and wait.
For my hook for a brighter future he alone can provide a perfect bait. 

No dream left now. 
Re-write my destiny oh Gracious hand so with a smile i can once 
again raise to some hope my eye brow.

Copyright © Seth Agyei Asamoah | Year Posted 2014

12

Book: Shattered Sighs