• In the Arena of Love

    In the Arena of Love

    In the arena of love Some know what they want;others must searchbefore they can choose. Some fall freely,while others are drugged into affection,held by feelingsthey never consented to feel. Some say yesnot out of certainty,but because they never believedthey were worthy of lovein the first place. The saddest lossis not losing love,but losing everyonefor someonewho never…

  • Saturday Sunday

    Saturday Sunday

    The Lover’s Poem You were born at the opening of time,When the week first learned to breathe—Sunday, soft with promise,They called you Akosua,The one who arrives with grace,The soul that carries gentleness and life. I was born when the week leaned to rest,At the edge of labour and longing—Saturday, steady and reflective,They named me Kwame,The one shaped by purpose…

  • For the One I Couldn’t Tell

    For the One I Couldn’t Tell

    I once stood close to her light, close enough to feel something real — but fear tied my tongue. Too unsure to say it, too tangled in timing, too afraid of how it might sound. So, silence became my choice. It wasn’t that she lacked beauty. No — she was beauty’s quiet kind, the kind…

  • If God

    If God

    The Call to Shine If God let it show…If the outward reflected the inward.If our hearts shone as brightly as our mouths claim. God seeks transformation—It begins within,But it cannot stay there. Our faith cannot be hidden.It cannot live only in whispers and testimony.It must be seen.It must be felt. Jesus said, “Let your light…

  • Without Beauty; Without Majesty

    Without Beauty; Without Majesty

    He was despised, but not defeated;Rejected, yet not forgotten. Who will believe what we have heard?To whom does this revelation bring meaning? He became human, a man of suffering,Acquainted with infirmity.Surely he bore our infirmities,Carried our every disease,And was wounded for our sins. But who will believe what we have seen?To whom does this revelation…