TEMPLES

 

When I was little,  

I learnt we were temples of God

With doors and windows

Where people can lock them behind 

And try find the meaning of life.

Growing up, I realised we were not only temples

But also caves hidden within us

Some are filled with treasures

While others are graveyards

Filled with skeletons and hatchets

Every temple has secret catacomb

Where the worse secret sleep.

I also realised not every temple is complete

Some need the support

Of other temples to complete them

This is one of the mysterious wonders

The Creator used in the art of Creation

He took a pillar from the first temple He built

To complete the second.

And so for a temple to be fully complete

A levite must find his missing pillar

To fufil the purpose of Creation.

Finding our missing pieces of puzzle

Is the greatest mystery of life

Because you can never fix a square peg in a round hole

Making our temples compete depends on us

She came like an angel

So I left all my doors and windows ajar

Awaiting for her to fix me

And fill my emptiness

But she left me disorganized

In her rage to fulfil her lustful desires

I tried to make her fit in

I made her understand she completes me

She was a fine pillar from the forest of Lebanon

To hold an uncompleted Temple

Like it was built on a solid rock

But she told me she was claustrophobic   

She felt uneasy in uncompleted temples,yet she was destined to make a temple complete

She lost her road to destiny

She left with the aim of going back to

The complete temples where she was never needed.

She promised to come back to destroy and rebuild

My temple in three days

Like Jesus Christ.

Huge Vacuum

Take this little piece of heart of mine
It is all I have got and all I have to give
Aside you, I have lived for no other
But myself in this little piece of worlds
Stitched to hold the scars in my heart
These sketched hopes of a happier life
Keeps this little pieces of heart together
And the hopes of building it together
With a yet to come builder, who will occupy
This huge vacuum left inside every empty but locked room
In this forbidden chamber of a Temple
With this heart, I welcome you to my world
A world which has known no peace
In every little pieces of peace it lived
A world we are yet to build but already built
Inside our little minds and big hearts
Which has harboured many nations
That are yet to come in the future generation
And the generations to come

When Time Robbed Us

Let me take you back,
Back to the hands of time
When time has robbed us
Of never getting back together
Again, no matter how hard we try.
We fight to not gain back this time
That time has robbed us of
Time is an opportunist waiting
Patiently for us to impatiently implode
Without wanting to grow up
So we can be robbed of the hide and seek moments
Those moments we would skate in the rain
Without worrying about who is watching us
As we parade publicly in our birthday suits
Feeling all heroic in battling
Our little care for shame
Because we are stuck in the little droplets
Of frozen clouds, melting from the skies

Dark Clouds

Dark clouds
Walking over my head
Inside my head,
Is full of dark yet clear thoughts
Parents run helter skelter
Screaming out names
Names of their offsprings
Calling them to seek refuge
Under their firm foundations
Floating solidly in the wind
Viewing from afar, I see
Some little ones paragliding
With pieces of clothes
Flirting around their waist
The sweet scent of the rains
Brings joy to our hearts
And same rain causes fear and panic
In the sight of these same people
The year is about to die
It has died several times before
Since the beginning of time
Without any tears from the clouds
So why the sudden change of attitude
Or perhaps 2019 is afraid to die
So 2020 can be born
Nobody can tell unless the creator
But in every thing we all can't wait
To see the face of the new year
Rain Rain go away, and don't come again another day
For we will need you again tomorrow
When the new year is born and 2019 gone

Pause.Walk.Pause.Walk

Shapes against the lights,

They pause, they walk, they pause, they walk,
Every second a moment of paused fame.
Like a still motion.
Their eyes gleam more than their faces,
Their feet mount wood and stone,
Their arms flail and swing,
And their veils wave with the dance
Flashing explosions blind them,
Yet they hold their stance,
And retreat into the shadows,
With the grace of swans and cats,
Ghosts of flesh and blood,
Who cast spells without an abracadabra
And those who call them vain,
Miss the point of their passage
As they sway, they send a message
A message to the outside world
About culture, tourism and occupation to many nations
So they can brighten their destination
With the little lights, they spark in their corner
Bringing honour to themselves and all men
With their images flaunting on the wire
They put food on their tables
With their faces on walls, they make a living
This is how they make ends meet
All their sweet is in their body
And out of these sweet on red carpets
Amidst flash lights and thunderous applauds
They put smiles on our faces
And give us a different meaning to beauty
The true definition of beauty are in the ashes
That burns from the passion within to exhibit what is glamorous
Appearances in spite of all the ugliness in the world
They make the world disappear with just a smile
And with a flip of their fingers, they create

 a new world

Love Is

What is love?
Love is the war between two hearts
Fighting to go separate ways
But end up meeting at the core
Of different worlds through parallel ways
Binded together like
Paradise and Hades under the shades
That brightens the world with colourful
Pieces of blissfulness and joy

Love is the beauty we find in ugliness
Love is the best we find in the worse
Love is the Peacefulness we find in wars
It is the truth we find in lies

Love is believing in the unbelievable
And the awareness of of secrets
But unawareness of opened matters
Many are those who seek love with sane minds
But the perfect of love is found in the asylum
For love is not for the sane
When you fall in love,you are never same

Beneath The Naked

I want to us to make love in the pale moonlight
Beneath the naked waters and shy
The sun in its lights
For the moon and all her billions
Of offspring to glimpse behind the shady fogs
Not because today is so different
But today I want us to be unusual in the way we do our things
Not just today because every day, we are special
Because we bath from our mouth juice
And I still owe you loads of kisses
But today, we are making history
A story that will be told
More than that of Romeo and Juliet
Just that ours will be full of romance
A love poem is woven from the golden inks of King Solomon
Be my guest and let me take you through
A journey of indelible memories
That will journey across many hearts
To the bosom of Valentine
And this day shall forever be remembered
As the day of love in the diaries of your heart
Where it can never be lost forever

Trying To Transmit

Inaudible voices,
Strumming inside my head
Like my favorite song on a stereo


Trying to transmit
Can you hear me?


Diaries of forgotten remembrances
Idling industriously in my lost conscience
Love once tore apart this sanctuary
And left my distributed halves
Concurrently in the scripts of eternity
To heal on my own or die living
And not even the imperial author
Could write me back to life
With the feather beneath his tongue
With which he enunciated the world to the existence
But I resisted cessation and encompassed esprit
In my state of lifelessness
I realized death was never the end
But rather the beginning
So I ended the birth of death
And began finishing the starting of the loop
Even though I understood
That history is a trumpet
Repeating every melodious and unpleasant chord
Into continuous keys that will
Permanently keep playing in our psyches
Like a symphony

Pushed You Away

I never knew how it felt to break a heart until the day I pushed you away
I have since been busy mending pieces of myself
That I didn't even realize how hard you fell
But I felt your crush from a distance
And I knew how hard I might have pushed you
But it was too late to apologize
Love has always been distasteful
Like sipping poison with a straw
And expecting not to die
But strive living on something
That is killing you slowly
With the hope of living happily ever after
But happiness is just not the absence of pain
But the absence of you not being around at all

Detailed Aliens

Emphasizing on this anthology of inspiration

I see lots of plunging tales

Scrubbed ashore these thundering ebbs

Emblems of these tales 

Reminisces me back to yesteryears

When February was an embodiment of affection

Sentiments thrown away at the monopolies

Of these glamorous coasts which was once crowded in gold

Now, we have evolved to jailbirds in the pride of our families

Braced by detailed aliens

We have stood with all our existences 

We can't straight dialogue to each other with poking rims 

Every unit of a home is now a time bomb

Ready to hit at the switch of a cough or a sneeze

Homes are living detached due to self-isolation

The streets are naked because there are no species to fill in

Almost every spot in the world is vast of ghosts

But Earth is a place for flesh and blood

Some say we are vying to on our numbered days

But all our dwells, the days are numbered

If this is how we are going to leave 

Then why did we come at all in the first place

With You

I want to be with you
So I can draw the solar system
On your eyes,
I will put inside you the secret of the world
And kiss you till you smell of air,
Fell your tender soft touch
And get closer to your heart
So I can count every beat like 1,2,3,4,5 to infinity.

I am like a creepy plant
Crawling in the soils of your heart
On the Earth of your soul,
That is where I want to find life
And that is where I want to stay eternally

Feel the sweet scented flavor on my skin
And explore all the beauty of our love
From deep within my secret garden
 leave me stark naked and defenseless
On an empty beach.

Make me venerable
And consume me
Wildly and greedily
Like you have never tasted anything of me before
And when you smile,
Smile wide for you have everything you'd ever need
In my pale brown eyes.

Huge Vacuum

Take this little piece of heart of mine
It is all I have got and all I have to give
Aside you, I have lived for no other
But myself in this little piece of worlds
Stitched to hold the scars in my heart
These sketched hopes of a happier life
Keeps this little pieces of heart together
And the hopes of building it together
With a yet to come builder, who will occupy
This huge vacuum left inside every empty but locked room
In this forbidden chamber of a Temple
With this heart, I welcome you to my world
A world which has known no peace
In every little pieces of peace it lived
A world we are yet to build but already built
Inside our little minds and big hearts
Which has harboured many nations
That are yet to come in the future generation
And the generations to come
A poem by, S Kojo Frimpong