Jasmine Fafanyo Awagah (6th September 1994 / Accra)
The Decorated Proposal
I walk with my toes down and heels high
What horror do run from that I walk in discreet to hide?
What treasure do I seek that I run to buy?
Its no horror I'm scared of but its more than a treasure I admire
I tip toe cos I'm in search of love
but I do not want to be noticed
Like a thief; I finally found love but it cannot be stolen
As difficult as it is for me to get moving
I gathered courage and permission I asked
She opened her lips and said 'NO, I'm sorry! '
Right there my heart went weary
I fell as I saw her fly away like a fairy
Here we are, The heart that gathered courage is broken beyond repairing
Its all real but I believe its just a nightmare I had yester-night
Now I believe is reality, I have to ask for the right
To possess the same LOVE that broke me in my supposed nightmare
Its not as easy as I thought so I will ask in this poem
Now I ask, LOVE, Is my nightmare really reality?
If yes, remain silent
If no, smile at me with a big hug to to follow when you are in my sight
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