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11/8/2019 4:24:55 AM
Hello Artists!	I am Amankwah Ahyia. I am new on this platform. I have been writing poems since I had exposure to it in my Secondary School when I was sixteen. My dream of becoming a poet was almost dead before I chanced by this platform. I've passion for poetry and other creative writings. I need help. I was not even sure if my write-ups are good enough but for some few comments on my post from one Caren K. I thank her very much but I am not able to link up with her yet; I've tried. please, do reply.
11/29/2019 2:42:54 AM
unristrcted criticism, please help me develop	FLOWER OF LIFE That seed from the sperm Germinatesfrom the soil of the womb in its term Tilltime is up, the seed remains calm and fragile Thenurturing and maturing outburst it into stem and leaves so fragile In innocenceand cry, springs the young to this unknown mystery At thatpoint or even before, the choice is not in your hands in the disarray In thisdisarray, if the young plant is favored, the leaves groom greener With thestrong stem upheld by the sperm provider Andfeeding from a root source of the womb bearer Iffortunate, the youth now needs to make use of the serene condition to shootflower Here theplant needs to put up much of effort to utilize the opportunity Unfortunateplants are like plantain sucker planted by the wayside Whichdue to wear and tear never prospers and dies in wretchedness Or bareflowers that are soon blown away by the windy wayward winds For itsfruits, forget it! Fortunateare the plants that shut out flowers Sobeautiful and colourful with the wish of lasting forever Thatquestionable matter of long struggling to understand eternity Oheternity our wishful partner but enemy with that shroud of darkness over you Thebeauty of flower soon fades and browns if not blown away Theflower with no beauty, sweet scent and exposer No beewill fed it with pollens; Thepollens that when received begins the success journey Fadingand browning till it generates fruits Likecaterpillar processing into a butterfly Theflower has to shrink into a dark pupa Then theflower flourishes into its fruit Thefruit is what beholds the plant Thebeauty of the flower is long gone As thefruit surfaces If thefruit is sour or bitter With nobenefit of even quenching a thirst Thebeauty and the resilience of the flower cannot be remembered Theflower that bore good fruit will forever be remembered And hereeternity becomes a partner indeed For theflower is captured in the archives, Nomatter how ugly the flower looked. Flowerof life is the youthful stage Life’syouthful beauty fades If eventhe plant is not tarnished Thefruit of the flower is what matters Thefruit makes the flower become complete In itsbeauty.
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