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Richard Tabi Poem
Tell them i was here
I carried them in my sack for nine months.
Tell them the ugly pains I encroached.
The fire that was in my chest.
The belly aches, the back pain, heartburn and headaches.
Tell them i endured the dull ending pain just for their seek.
The torture that clothed my pelvic and leaves me a sleepless night.
Tell them! the saliva that keep coming like Volta lake.
Tell them how my rest was robbed by pain,
With a mountain that scares my dream.
Tell them the enemy that possessed my mind with fear and anxiety about the life in the sack.
Tell them i was here.
When the sack blasted with the pool of water.
I saw them coming.
Tell them when they first arrived an Angel took away my pain.
My heart fled to awake my spirit in Jupiter.
My teethes came alive and hang open like London bridge.
I kept looking at them with wide eyes of an Engel.
I saw their eyes so bright like Sirius.
Their beauty is like mandarin fish in Taiwan.
Tell them i was here
I did not leave them an empty barrel.
Once i was beating by the snow.
Twice i was chased by lion.
My dresses always washed with sweat and my eyes were ceased not to close each day.
Tell them i did all these just to fill barrel with gold.
Tell them i was here.
Tell them about the terrible canker worm that separated me form them.
They took me to a strange land far form home.
And gave me a name called ghost.
Tell them i am the air they breath.
And carries my photocopy.
Tell them i was here.
Copyright © Richard Tabi | Year Posted 2018
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My legs took me to witness a dream I fear to narrate.
My eyes saw them coming like a white dove.
My mouth hung open because my eyes can not omit this pleasant moment.
They walked majestically with their black and white garment like Laranbanga mosque.
How beautiful it was when she finally unveil with cuddle kiss.
The butterfly ambiences and beautiful faces have truly witness a new couple.
I could hear their vehicles sirens playing like a hornbills to showcase a great warriors,
Indeed, it takes a great warrior to make such a bold decision of denying a lot just to stick with one.
Yes! They said till die do them apart, how true it may be?
I saw their admirers, their ex with dreary faces.
They look pathetically like deflating balloon but in their head the battle is not over yet.
Surely they have unfulfilled battle to accomplish, as they have embraced the vows as their own.
Indeed until die do them part as they whisper.
I saw their faces been fell, their shoulders been dropped when finally the table was set, candles were burning and the light has been dimmed.
They knew their greatest enemy is love.
As they stood with their long faces, their minds only reminisce one fear that may cause the eagle to protect his territory with violent.
They whisper knowing love, love is a greatest fear for unfulfilled battle to remain in archive as they giggle.
Copyright © Richard Tabi | Year Posted 2016
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Richard Tabi Poem
Can somebody tell me about love,
Who is love and where does she lives?
Tell me while my heart stays awake,
I need to know otherwise my heart will not stay a rest.
Tell me why I always rule out in the journey of love
Am I a coward or a dreamer who does not go for his resemblance.
I have replete with all manner of information,
But am cautious when it come to love.
I know the journey of love
I know it embarks by chivalrous, gallant matured people.
But am not exempted from them
I know the journey attracts caring driver, efficient fuel, reliable engine.
As I sat on my bed with a pain in my heart
My brain can not omit how my aimless neighbors have double their slots.
Can someone tell me why women like flashy chaps with narrow visions
How can we the courageous, daring visionary ones are always rule out in the journey of love
As I sat with my widow lay awake.
I could see fireflies darting in disarray like a heart break,
I could hear the frogs croaking in the mid of moonlight with their fondness.
How long would I be treated like a scrap in the journey of love?
I have even lost taste,
I am waiting for my completion in the journey of love where there will be no heartache.
Copyright © Richard Tabi | Year Posted 2016
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Do not give your love to me,
I am bird with many destinations.
I fly alone and fall without any comrade uplifting me.
I am flight with my own wings and carry my dreams in my beak.
Do not give your love to me,
I may bring arrow through your night and leaves you scaring dreams to be told.
Do not give your love to me,
Not long ago a hunter stole my heart.
When the forest was clothed with gigantic thorns and dangerous beasts,
I was there to rescue.
I gave directions, my time and hope.
I led to a saver grounds a land without flood and muddy.
But my reward was gun that destroyed my nest and rendered me homeless.
Do not give your love to me,
I am product of my past and keeps record of wrong.
My soul has grown through struggles, storms and seasons of suffering in the name of love.
Do not give your love to me,
Long ago I chose beyond the sky to be my home.
Today I sweep the clouds l laid my blanket in the moon, l leave footprints on thunderclouds.
Do not give your love to me.
Copyright © Richard Tabi | Year Posted 2016
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As I am walking into my destiny,
With my tattered blue jean that I have conserved in the family archive.
The giggle, cackle, chuckle can witness how I have been pestered by life.
Even the silly cat and dog in the house distance from me,
Because of my persisted wrangling, bickering and squabbling life.
I have been quarantined without any infection in my biological home.
When will this pestering and harrying life will stop.
While my colleagues have be blessed with sparkle life,
I am not exempted from derision and whisperer.
As I walk with a heavy heart,
My self respect having evaporated in the hands of tattlers.
So when will I escape from this miserable mystify life,
I cannot wait for tomorrow.
I am walking toward where my destiny has be stolen into.
My heart flares not in the journey of discovering my destiny,
Though the road may attract with numerous brutes and dangerous beasts.
It is goodwill to die in war front like soldier than to live and die chagrin life,
Even the tattlers will appreciate the gallant and chivalrous journey to discover my destiny.
Copyright © Richard Tabi | Year Posted 2016
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When I first saw her.
I thought i have seen a blue bird from Kakum forest.
Her face was sparkled like a sunrise.
Her eyes were that of a Engels.
My face can be seen through her eyes.
Her breast was pointed at me like Gambaga escarpment
Suddenly my heart escaped to cloud nine.
I asked myself will this be my final destination in the journey of love?
I was a magma in beneath when she first called me darling.
I suddenly buried my teeth because not long ago a storm swallowed my love.
I am a product of my past and keeps record of wrongs.
My greatest fear is unfavorable attitudes and actions in love.
When the storm over took me once again.
Because the love was so deep, i fought and conquered.
But the devil stole my touch light.
The darkness was so thick that only my legs can be recognized.
My eyes has lost it bearings.
I was like a sand in Sahara desert picked by wind to form star dunes without my consent.
The clouds were so thick and even the moon and the stars have lost control over their homes.
My whole body has surrendered to the clouds but only my feet is feel attached the ground.
Desert crickets who accompanied me some days ago with their sweet sound can not be found.
My heart started pumping like a turbo engine.
My face drop like deflating balloon.
My ribs lay outside like locust.
Even my soul has escaped to seek asylum in unknown land.
Will my dreams and visions in love becomes fertile ground where plant will grow?
Copyright © Richard Tabi | Year Posted 2018
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My father, My father, your son’s and daughters have come from far a way to take care of your business.
We have denied the milk and honey at home just to eat grass in the strange land.
We have come to your presence with a swelling heart,
The heart that has tasted pain in the hands of strangers.
We came with the truth but they received us with the arrows that pierce the heart.
We the fireflies came to give light in the land of darkness but the reptiles that hid in the field is swallowing the light.
We held in our hands the truth but they rewarded us with guns and Matchets.
We hid to take care of your sheep’s but our light expose us to them.
Why we the light of the world is being perish in the land of strangers?
We knew they have refused our love,
We knew they have rejected our message but they are defenseless against our prayers.
As we stand in your presence with our eyes and noses flowing like Boti falls and our ribs lay outside like Gambaga escarpment.
Our souls can not omit your message that keeps on burn hot within our hearts and bones and we can not keep silent.
Copyright © Richard Tabi | Year Posted 2016
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I can’t tell it all
The joy and sorrow we endure together
We can’t forget the devil who stole our clothes and made us Angora rabbit in Ankara Tavsani.
I remember our nakedness that was showcase in Mikaddo conference center.
The nails we confronted have made us a complete being
The storm we conquered in Jupiter has started paving way for the rain to shower on the crop.
Today we are on the steps to cloud nine and our footprints are polish with gold.
Tomorrow the thundercloud will experience our presence.
The stars will be our resting place.
The moon will watch over our dry line in Venus.
The angels will gather with joy to welcome great warriors that have defeated shame and struggles.
Copyright © Richard Tabi | Year Posted 2020
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Shine shine Africa
God has bless you with so many gifts
The forests and coconut tree that sit behind my house is awesome to praise God.
I can not forget the birds that sings sweet melodies each morning to wake me up for a daily battle.
Shine shine Africa, God created you winners because you walk in gold, yet you lack.
Shine shine Africa when will you rise and take away the world ?
See the way the men at work have enriched their pockets with gold.
Am surprise how they have protected the honey we made with violent.
They have blocked the flow of the honey just for themselves.
Shine shine Africa, why your own people are enemies to your progress.
They only think about the fattest of their belly.
I can’t believe how the privilege ones take the predicament of the vulnerable just to solicit fund to enrich their gallery.
Shine shine Africa, when will I see laughter clothing the child who live in Daboya village.
When will your youth cease to cross ocean to experience honey in a strange land.
Yesterday I dreamt about Africa.
I saw the died tree developing a nipples of fruits.
The snake who scares people from plucking is been chased.
The bees who protects the honey with violent have hitted by a great smoke.
They have lost control over their territory.
I saw the angels taking over.
And people stood cheerfully with the bamboo flute.
The calabashes have be filled with palm wine.
As the birds brood in their nests, watching from their windows, how the people are pouring out the unsung melodies of years.
The rebellions who traversed mountain, ocean with the fear of losing their head have come home,
And sitting by their log- fires.
Telling tales of long ago.
Copyright © Richard Tabi | Year Posted 2020
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