Isaac Yaw Osei Poems
These interesting poems were submitted by Isaac Yaw Osei. I just want to thank Isaac for sharing them with all of us.
Who has a name?
Call me Isaac, call me Yaw,
Call me Osei and call me the others.
If I e'er had one or two and all.
Call me doctor, call me mister,
Call me poet And call me reverend
If I ever attained this, that and all!
But, hmmm, if I 'ever e'er married,
Do I deserve your call in 'Mr. Osei'?
This body, full of faults, has yet one great quality:
I'm a hero... called
by Isaac Yaw Osei
COMFORT
how long gone can sit comfort and feel comfort with comfort in comfort
without comfort... Comfort!
Save money or use it for a purpose... Well! That's it.
When I said, if somebody loves you, won't they always?
Even you, happy people, defined.
Who, except and you, the very young, I find no reason to
grieve or say I'm SORRY.
Am I bovered?
by Isaac Yaw Osei
LIFE
I don't have time to think
I don't have time to celebrate
I don't have time to grieve
But I have time to live.
One travelled by more delicate
Susceptibilities and sensibilities
But with high lived righteous principles.
Who needs pictures with a memory like mine?
Come, spend us life.
by Isaac Yaw Osei
Save Me
You have the sun, so jail the sand.
A steady stream of steam rises up
To make clouds gather for precipitations.
It drizzles, sleets, snows, hails and rains.
Producers and consumers look for plenteousness
But when you observe the windows of the wind,
The wunderkinds of nature and of technology,
There is startling lack of food safety for any one.
What is the use of suits, shoes, dresses?
Money, cars and colossalized mansions
When the jet-setter is empty bellied?
Should the young and foolish be old and
Foolisher? Youth of brute strength like a
Lion, if you don't mind, help turn the tide.
This is to my kith and kin but a general
Idea of pleasing impression.
Farming is black, but comely And my
Fortune- your fortune, our fortune- their
Fortune. Some ridicule her. Please, don't
be a crab and slack. Only crabs try to pull
others down. A worthy work is worth doing
Together. Get its knack! Practice to
Make your history. The click-clack of her
Delightful prospects enthuse about
Employment! Investment! Enjoyment!!!
Safety is not in the whims of fashion,
So secure food to save a life.
by Isaac Yaw Osei
In this life
We are our own world
We are our world
Our world, the world of ours
You are your own world
You are your world
Your world, the world of yours
And I am my own world
I am my world
My world, the world of mine!!!
Life teaches and the teachings of life
See us through... to make us smile or
Not to cry too much. We are in this world
To help each odd but what the others
Are here for, I don't know.
My world, your world
Their world, may be
Because they're OTHERS!!!
by Isaac Yaw Osei
Twiddly bit
Did you know
The mind of a woman?
She deflects the gesture
Only to question where it lands.
When a sWEET bitch is worried,
May be confused And dressed uP
And out. You, damn hungry eagle eyed,
Charged! Tag and task her for kind worth
Pretty therapeutic index. Why won't you fade
And fail her? And some even after waiste her.
Yes, they came, their gone. Waisted! You too.
She continues to exist, have influence. Though
Seriously ill, she still clings to life. She's a tenacious
Woman. She never gives up... Twiddly!
There's what she painfully sought, struggled, freezed
By allowance
And when she's focused, all other things, stabled.
Have I given you a clue? Maybe, you have to stop
Call in? Who? That bitch.
by Isaac Yaw Osei
Merry Christmas
Oh! Christmas song
I hear and remember when...
When I will go to church
To sing my hymns and psalms;
To break down in rejoicing tears;
And pour my heart into Thy bowl
All night divine when Christ is born!
Oh! Christmas tree
I see and remember when...
When I will clothe my rainbow snow
To water your leaves with my tear drops;
To decorate your branch as balloons;
And to make right with my soul for
My dear Saviour's born!
So this is Christmas
Merry Christmas has come again
Angels will sing O holy night;
The weary will rejoices for yonder grace
A new and glorious morning
And I will Lord you CHRISTMAS
But do you really take me to Heaven?
And lay down before my King
Me and my drum?
Paa-ram-pam-pam-pam!
by Isaac Yaw Osei
Enough
Every one has their limitations
And I have my capabilities too.
To whatever people want to be, allow! Let them be.
For there is time and place for everything which everyone is a part
Besides, God deserves to use us as object instruments... object lessons
And lessons we must learn to keep holding and beholding.
We are examples with our drum.
To what you want people to be, they are OTHERS
And I suffer each time I come across a senior
Trying to impose his beliefs on a younger soul?
Trying to make another you?
Trying to make them clones of each other?
Ones enough.
by Isaac Yaw Osei
Back home
Life is the reason I want to
Keep going. Love is the reason,
I want to keep going And in the end
I want to be standing at the beginning
With you. And you said, 'You were
Feeling uneasy with my touch.
CASE,
This is where I realized
That I love you
And I have loved you since
But it is worth noting that
Some people will be around
Your entire life and others
Will just make appearances.
Some love stories are short
But they are love stories.
What does it tell you when
I'm taking a vacation from
My own self to be, alone!
Mine own model complex?
by Isaac Yaw Osei
Hi!
Hi, dear one or near dear, I should not mis you For long without saying...
Long, yES, will be, it only take to age
Sad, it seemed but good it seems!
All at always will be child to feel
That Someday! wow will be And to me
Like him as should be. How best can we
Come out as vanquishers?
You and I, all who should take it as matter boat
Before it came became bald-faced to face
More sensitive to some something to done
At when we can if you, all agree
My mind is free from free to free
Yours at ease to ease mine at peace
Together we could find we should
Negotiate we would for the far way WHY we can't
If peace prevail and live within mine in line.
by Isaac Yaw Osei
May be
I thought we're close-set
I thought you veil my closet
And I will to yours next
I thought we're whole set
And not we're null set
I thought you're there for
All I thought I'm here for
I thought you'd be to
My thought you're to
I thought you're
Mine thought to me...
There's no need to be cruel any more
Those years I was away
Seems living in hope was wrong
I won't come around no more
You won't find me standing outside your door.
Since I don't worship the ground you walk on
I won't follow a truck to find you
Like a fool I thought you'd be
Now I don't know what I was thinking at all
Thinking I thought, never received, had gone astray this may
Take my hand, this world I need to know or (No)
What the will read to me.
by Isaac Yaw Osei
Live!
Live today
And enjoy the present.
So sometimes I forget
And even forget tomorrow
Because of the present.
I should be happy alike.
by Isaac Yaw Osei
