Joseline Koranteng - Acquah
Minimalist, writer and a poetess.
Member Since: 1 year ago
Good Friday
#poetry#goodfriday#rebirth Good Friday His Death birthed life Though instigated bribe His path-laid foundation Water, feet, dust of nations Are lights on stairways Dark crawls of sickness and suffering And rituals of sanctification Plagued mankind to bridge The abyss between body and Love The Lamb who takes away the sin Of the world Whom our lives kill every day With every lie, actions and inactions But his grace is sufficient And his light shines on all The Cold stone of death Rol...
Valentine's Day Sharing Economy
The Sharing Economy is going to be at its peak cos the USERS them plenty! Underutilized resources like husbands, wives, boyfriends and girlfriends are going to be unknowingly Shared and Redistributed as goods on all platforms. There will be an Exchange of Services and expertise - the market go choke! Some will make money while others lose money Sharing productive assets like rooms, houses and cars. Unfortunately, some "transactions" may end some lovers behind "bars" temporarily or forever. ...
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#HelloNircle Hello, I am excited to be in a community of talented creators. I hope to make friends and show up 🥰
#Poetry #FlavoursofHome MAMA MADE IT. Woke up to the smells of Confidence Of forest and sea Sizzling in my ears, I see And feel a tingling in my nostrils An awakening of my senses Mama! I jumped up Arms flaring and hopes up Straight to Mama's Cuisine Studio I put on my yellow apron My eyes witnesses to Mama's piece of art Green, yellow, brown and white Colours to my delight The sizzling of onions in red palm oil And grinding of a wealth of greens Were music to my ears Yet torment to the millio...
#Poetry HELPLESS To the helpless child and the helpless helper Tears for you To the child that crawls in circles A million years for you To the helpless helper who travels in search of food and finding none Who roams the desert In search of water And finding little To the pauper and the weak one Who cries silently in pain And triggers tears that never cease to flow.
TEMPEST Brown, blue and green Most delighted than sunscreen Beauty lies beneath waterfalls Cool and lovely as she may look Within rages a tempest ready to splash these rocky falls So there she lies in cool waters A picasso wishing For The Peace Nature promises to give Brown, green and blue Bury me through and true. #Poetry
