This is a collection of all the poems I have written. Any latest poem would be automatically added and updated on this page. These poems are genuine, from me, and inspired by the Holy Spirit. As you can see, all were written by me, Albert Asare Aboagye, and none is a copy from anyone. Like I said, they were inspired by the Holy Spirit. To say, there are no copyrights on these poems; only do not use it against me, thanks.
If you would realize, most of the poems are on Bible topics; it’s because I’m a Christian and have a ministry. Funny enough, you can call me a Bible poet if you want, because that’s what I would like to be. There are many truths that can be learnt from Scripture if only we put them in poetic form; ministry is not all about dogmatic preaching. And so with the gift of writing, that’s what I am using it for- to write poems amongst others.
If you find any poem with no content, it’s because I haven’t finished it. It’s still in the pipeline. As a perfectionist, I always want to give my readers the best of me. God bless you, hope you enjoy it.
1 Where with all these words?
2 Seriously, I’m impressed
1 The lyrics, the tune, the rhythm
2 It sounds like my favourite hymn
1 Thronging, my heart clings to it
2 The words are so full of it
1 My cravings, my yearnings are all surmounted
2 It feels like I have been supplanted…
1 With amusement. Yes, with mu-sick
2 Yeah, never knew ‘twas so slick
1 Now I can’t do anything, nothing!
2 But just burst into singing
3 Oh now I am splattering
4 I can’t help but keep stalking
1 The mu-sick in me is my heart
2 ‘Tis the mu-sick of my heart
1 I am mu-sick; and nothing makes me like this
2 When all I have to do is ply into this
1 It’s no chore at all
2 And I’m not bothered at all
3 Because I do it for – the sake of – all
4 All I have to do is stall
1 So men can seek me more
2 That I, may receive – all – the applause
1 As the Son of God, I was not born but begotten
2 That’s a reminder in case you’ve forgotten
3 I was virgin-born, please don’t be mistaken
1 Who I was or who I am is what I will be
2 That’s just because of all the glory…
3 My Father has given me, that’s my story
1 On earth, I was more than a Lord
2 That’s just because I am God
3 All Christians have this accord
1 I came to make a spoil
2 Of all the Devil’s toil
3 Please, it’s no foil
1 Look at me, you labourers
2 And you will find rest
3 It’s nothing really, just a jest
1 Don’t worry, I’m always with you
2 Even if you don’t have a clue
3 I suffered all that because of you
1 I love you, it’s why I died
2 Otherwise, I would bide
3 So you wouldn’t – have to – chide
1 I am Jesus, that is my name
2 Hope you’ve heard of my fame
3 Go ahead, just you proclaim
1 Though I want to leave you here
2 It’s something you can bear
3 ‘Cos you’re sitting next to me in my chair
3. Naa Densua (Friend)
1 Saw her name at Achimota
2 Thought she owns that plaza
1 She knows how to makeup
2 Like she knows ‘whatsup’
1 Don’t get me wrong
2 That’s her ‘fond’
1 A close friend to Gilbert
2 It’s something you can bet
1 Like as flashy
2 So is she
1 With a little zeal
2 She cooks a meal
1 For them that hunger
2 Please don’t show that anger
1 That’s her little side
2 I know because I spied
1 Hahaha, don’t get me laughing
2 When you see her stocking
1 A woman she is
2 Please take note of this!!!
1 Look at her, the smiles
a What a beautiful face
2 A man wouldn’t go miles
b Just to receive her solace
1 She is captivating and fair
2 Who would do without her?
3 When she sits, compare
4 How comported, herh!
1 Though skinny, yet elegant
a Someone you like to have
2 She’s not an elephant
b Yet not so much of a giraffe
1 With different styles, she comes
2 Look at her hair, she combs
a When she walks, she stares
b In meditation, she declares
1 Look at her when she walks
2 It’s like her body talks
a This is not one of your sports
b Seeing she’s not used to shorts
1 Up and down, her mouth chews
2 Not only when sitting in the pews
a It’s not for long, just for few…
b Hours, then she gives the sigh “whew”
1 Lemme end with this
a Salute when you see her
2 Now that she is a Miss
b I hope you heard me sir
1 Woe I know, and also sorrow
2 Babbling, and contentions at me blow
3 Wounds without cause from me flow
4 My eyes red with tears follow
1 I will tarry at the wine
2 And have my mixed wine
3 It shall be as when I dine
1 I’ll look upon the wine with bliss
2 What wine is as red as this?
3 And coloureth in the cup as is?
4 Behold, it foameth like a fizz
1 So shall it be, whoso wanteth
2 Like a serpent, it biteth
3 And like an adder, it stingeth
4 So let it be, whoso drinketh
1 By it, thine eyes shall see strange women
a Never as thou hast before seen
b Thou shalt utter a perverse thing
4 Because thou art drunken with omen
1 You shall be as one that lieth on the sea in the midst
2 Or as one on the top of a mast, which seemeth like mist
1 “They struck me”, say you
2 “And wasn’t sick”, poor you!
1 They beat me up
2 And could not get up
a Yea, I felt nothing
b Because of this thing
1 O, when will I be waken?
2 I shall seek it once again
Inspiration taken from Proverbs 23:29-35
1 What is more like schizophrenia?
2 It feels more like paranoia
1 My mind’s wandering, thinking
2 I’m almost suffocating, breathing
1 Thinking of what can kill this pain…
a In my head!
2 Now I’m almost like Max Payne…
b Am I dead?
1 No worry, so long as I have this life
2 I know I’ll make something out of my wife
1 Can’t keep running away from it though
2 I might as well have to face it yo
1 The voices keep coming to me
2 The delusions keep hunting me
3 It’s almost as if they hate me
4 But actually, they hypnotize me
1 Am I hallucinating?
2 No, I’m dating
1 Mark this date and see what will be my fate
2 Before you realize, it might be too late
3 I’m cool with myself, don’t hate
4 Lemme ask, do you relate?
1 What is it? There’s blood in my veins
2 So long as I keep running through the names
1 Being schizophrenic is no fun at all
2 It’s like, people don’t get it all
1 They use it when they least understand
2 And those who do fail to stand
1 I am schizophrenia, my brother is paranoia
2 And one of our sisters is insomnia
3 Don’t look at me like I have dyspepsia
4 This is not another dyslexia
1 Those who suffer from us know us
2 That we’re always on the same bus
3 It’s not an omnibus
4 If you’re thinking thus
1 With all due respect, in this aspect
2 Respect us when you least expect
1 Else when we ‘get’ you
2 You will pay your due
3 Hope this scares a few
4 God bless you, phew!
- Ebola, more than the worst canker
So painful for a mourner
How could it have arrived in Africa?
Seeing we’re the poorer
Well I, can’t say much
I don’t know what to do with such
Except maybe write in a Dutch
- Ebola, some call it Deborah
It stings more than bees
So that death comes with ease
It’s like your blood pees
So that you have no peace
Whilst your life is on lease
This’ the worst disease
- Ebola, did you ever think of Liberia?
Now all people in tears are humming
You are indeed very cunning
Because of you, people are running
To where? Well this is very stunning
Wait till we’re up and coming
Then we would see your standing
- Ebola, I would have called You Master
But no, I wouldn’t
I know Your intention, You didn’t
To make a name wasn’t Your intent
But it happened anyway, ain’t it?
Knowing this, no more complaint
Until we meet in another planet
- Ebola, try to act like grown up
Thought we made an appeal
But see the way you make us feel
Your presence shocked us like eel
Somehow, you found your way to steal
And your punches are like steel
I bet we did not have this deal
- Ebola, now you making me really tired
I find that this whole thing is wired
Like a computer’s wall that’s not fired
Never prepared for this, right?
Don’t think so, no not in this fight
Well I guess you might….
Want to take down this dite
- Ebola, what’s all with this Whatsapp?
Worse than the worst disease
It’s more than the deceased
Is this something we have to appease?
Not until all situations are breezed
With this one, even the gods cannot be pleased
Lets pray it goes down well with the beats
- The poet talks about the plight of Ebola and how it has stricken Africans. Ebola is just one of the viruses that plagues humans but it has stormed us by surprise, killing many in fewer days. The poet is so stunned that he cannot write any more except maybe speak in another language i.e. ‘tongues’. In the third line, some purport that Ebola is not an African oriented disease but one brainstormed as a ‘biological weapon’. This, the poet inculcates in his poem without much proof.
- The poet describes here how the disease is like. It is fast killing and leaves no room for mercy. To those who make fun of it, beware.
- Liberia is here used to represent the three West African countries that’s been ‘infested’ with Ebola. People mourn not only for their loss but because they would not be getting to do proper burial. The disease is so frightening that it raises so much alarm, causing people to flee from their countries for safer regions. This if not controlled would rather spread the disease. Africa may be a third world county generally but that will not deter us from fighting against this sickness.
- Here and over, the poet personifies Ebola as a person. It is something common with the poet in his poems. The poet speaks to Ebola as a person trying to negotiate ‘his’ terms. Ebola shall pass away and so will its name. The use of the word ‘planet’ does not allude to any science fiction but the poet’s faith. Being Christian and common with most beliefs, there is the belief in another world or life which is much better than this – present – one.
- The poet speaks to Ebola to stand up, or down? It has not been behaving itself very well lately, compared to other viruses. Like I said, this is nothing new. What Ebola steals is life from people. It’s almost like all hope is lost when one get infected. The punches are the infections which knocks a person down within few days. This is one of the most life-threatening viruses ever.
- Now the poet is fed up with speaking. He doesn’t understand the network behind it and worries that his walls can never repaired once broken. The whole outburst took Africans by surprise even when it’s nothing new. All the same, this virus is just a gist of the puzzle, which would be turned down very soon. Thanks to all those who are helping.
- With the social media amongst others, Ebola is now so commonly known. True to the facts, Ebola’s victims have shoot up exponentially; everyday recording a new death toll. Not to sneer the Traditionalists but the African gods have been almost blown out. Now there is no mention of gods when a serious ailment pops up its head, well except maybe for the ‘uneducated’. The poet’s prayer is that songs (the beats) will help sink this information into the ears of listeners so that together, we can overcome it.
7. Adam & Eve
- If only you hadn’t eaten from this tree
We would have been free
Now we have to work
In order to stay alert
Don’t worry, Jesus will prepare us a garden
Where angels will be guarding
It would be as beautiful as the first
At least it’s better than our nest
God will be pleased when He sees it
Because it’ll be as His, knit
- We didn’t mean it
Neither did we plan it
But it all happened anyway
That God would have a way
To get us all saved
Away from the grave
On the cross He died
That we might be hired
Not as slaves and servants
But as daughters and sons
- It wasn’t our fault
We should blame ourselves not
Though we sinned against God
It was Satan who took the plod
We have this earth to fill it
And we also have the Holy Spirit
We have all that we need
There’s nothing we cannot achieve
God is with us
And will bless thus
- We were naked in God’s world
But we never was ashamed of that world
God was with us every time
And it never seemed to us a dime
We had all we wanted
And nothing was wonted
So splendid, so glamorous
The choirs of angels so humorous
Now we have to be in this world
For the meantime, for things to weld
- You know what, we’ll forever rejoice
Singing praises with our voice
Our children will dance together
And clap their hands in chatter
They’ll be in the New Heaven
Cos it’ll be for them a safe haven
We with our children will be free from the curse(-d)
Because we are of God the Blessed
We will be clothed in righteousness
And be called ‘Children of Blessedness’
Take these clothes off me
There’s nothing wrong with me
I was only sleeping!
It’s me, can’t you see?
Huh! It’s been the past four days…
And God was showing me His ways
But Jesus brought me back
To show that man is wack???
I was sick unto death
And was laid beneath
I almost lost my breath
But saved my nerve
Death is not pleasantry
But life is like an entry
In it are many wonders
But with so many bothers
I was dead but now I’m alive
This means I’m not going to dive
I will rather fly high
And soar up in the sky
I will deck myself the heaven
And shine as star in the firmament
There I will be fine
And with the LORD dine
Inspired from Trip Lee’s song ‘Lazarus’, from the album ‘Rise Up’
See my man boasting, Lazarus. He is the first and only to be brought back from the dead by Jesus Christ in his lifetime therefore he is showing off- “take these clothes off me”. NB: This didn’t happen in real life anyway.
Because Jesus told his disciples Lazarus is sleeping, he is reiterating that fact. Three days is not enough to make a man lose his form i.e. cause the body to decay. The body stays as fresh as it is within three days after death.
Every death brings back some revelation, if only the person comes back to life someway. So they say, “The dead have answers to life’s questions” but it’s rather unfortunate they cannot speak. What we want to know is how life is after death, what is there after death? We want some proof.
Though Jesus’ intention for raising Lazarus from the dead was to show forth his glory as the Son of God, it proved how empty man is (Isaiah 40:6). Lazarus who fully trusted in God as his Helper showed us that with the help of God, we are more precious than anything (Psalms 8:4-6).
I always say that sickness is the doorstep to death, it is just one step away. When you die, you lose your breath which God gave you and you return to dust. Sometimes you’ve got to save yourself some energy when you die or whilst dying so you can rise up again when the time comes. That is what I meant by saying save your nerves. To struggle in/with death is just pointless and pitiful.
Some say there is more sleep after death but death is not a resting place. It is a transition between this world and the next. The fact that you die doesn’t mean you rest in peace, you are eagerly anticipating where your soul will be, whether heaven or hell. When you die, your soul gives account of all that you did on earth. Life is rather an entry into eternity where there is pleasantry. There are so many mysteries in life, and even death.
Now Lazarus testifies like the blind man testified, though he was dead, now is alive. If you are confused, nobody dives up but down. What it means is that Lazarus will not go down to the grave any more but will ascend up on high on his death day. He will rather fly and soar in heaven as an Orion star. By him, heaven shall be beautified as he decks the firmament with nice colours.
Lastly, Lazarus is happy that he is with the LORD because he will get the opportunity to dine with the LORD himself (Revelation 22:17). Everything will be fine there as there is no sorrow, sadness or pain.
The substance of things hoped for
Evidence of things not seen
That’s what faith stands for-
Things that you want to imagine!
By it the elders obtained a good report
Not receiving the promise
We can’t do without their support
Otherwise we’ll be at miss i.e. amiss
It is impossible to please God without faith
Because you must first believe
And then be rewarded for your diligence
Don’t act if you do not have faith
Because you are going to have beef
With God for your naughty impatience
By faith the worlds were framed
And everything in it named
That God’s name may be proclaimed
The things which are seen
And those that cannot be seen
Were made all by one Mean
By faith we look for a city
Which is made without hands
Whose builder and maker is God
In it will be all the needy
And none will be there to plunge
Evil in the land of our Lord
By faith we die in the earth
Knowing that we’ll receive the promise
Having seen it afar off
We shall not be laid in the earth beneath
But shall rise up as promised
To go upward North
We seek a better country, heaven
Therefore God is not ashamed to be there for us
For He is taking us where He’s prepared
It is the safest haven
Where Jesus will be pleased with us
There we will be free from any snare
What more can we say
The world is not worthy of us, needless to say
God bless you, I’d say
Taken from Hebrews 11