Here comes a new identity
For all nations, come taste for free
Wealthier than a shopping mall spree.
It’s Noel
Speaking to hearts it will be well
Come, come, come new born King
and take me as your own.
Ennoble on the throne of my heart
your inner peace that won’t depart.
Let the carols’ symphony sing,
The candles’ light burn bright
And welcome in me the rains
That Christmas joy may bring
Mockery, sorrow, pain once upon my soul---
All are now history
All because, the Lord Jesus reigns in me now.
I have in my hands now
sixty seconds
to make my wish for Christmas
‘’To the wondrous birthday of the new born King of the world
Come, come, come dwell in our hearts: as our new birth!’’
Blessed by Christmas
*****
You are the reason why…
You may be tempted to ask who and maybe how?
The way I was simply chosen,
among the countless
who were far better than me.
With each test,
you drew me closer, nearer, dearer
to your secret places of no secret
and made me stronger—
When all else saw a no-one in me
You saw that small light left in me.
Just wondering was that reason enough
[Ssssssshh followed by silence]
The more I am tempted to ask
The more you keep on, keeping on.
It is Christmas time.
Others call it a season of luck
I call mine a ‘’blessing’’
to be the reason
for others not to lack today’s beauty.
Christmas Night Nurse
*****
As everyone was in the shopping mood
I wasn’t the only one in the neigbourhood
Who fell for the season of good
As I walked into the busy shops
I scanned round, round and round
I touched, compared, stared
But still haven’t found
what caught my eye.
Then, my next turn
I bumped into a little girl
By accident we broke her pot full of flowers.
She didn’t make me feel embarrassed,
but was so kind enough
to apologize first for staining my uniform.
Together on bent knees
we collected the broken pieces
for the trash.
I gave her extra cash,
for wasting her time.
We became friends within seconds.
She was patient enough
Walked me upstairs
for me to make a new choice of flowers for her
There standing in silence
I was surrounded by such beauty.
This feeling told me
I have arrived at that point.
Yes, I didn’t think a second round
I grabbed that one piece
that right smiled back at me.
I placed it close to my heart.
The shop manager said our stuffs were free
He fell in love with our beautiful story.
On Christmas evening
I didn’t want this Christmas treasure
to be lonely at home.
I gently found a bag for it,
dashed away for my night duty shift.
The patients had loved ones
visiting them on Christmas evening with presents.
There was this old guy,
whom everyone walked passed,
without notice.
I stared at my new found treasure
Then to the man’s anticipating face;
His endearing smile
was worth more than the flowers.
When he was asleep
I placed the flowers gently by his side
With a note:
‘’Gift from Heaven to you Mr. Bruce’’
When he woke up from bed
He called me, ‘’Nurse, Nurse, Nurse’’
And he asked,
‘Did you see the angel that visited me last night?’’
He kissed my hand, not knowing who the angel was
I held back my tears
As he said, ‘’this is the priceless birthday gift
I have ever received in my entire life,
as I celebrate my 90th birthday today.’’
Christmas Photographer
*****
Each click
a step to capture
hidden memories.
As each memory
Becomes a narration,
Now reveals the very things we never saw,
when our eyes were soaked in joy and more.
As we stare at the past
Connecting each image
to how young we were yesterday
it conveyed joyful sentiments
of what we wished had stayed,
with us forever.
As the master crops,
resizes and reshapes.
Adjusting the lighting
to blend the shade.
He opens his mind to find
the detail to each storyline
aligning the fine outline
to suit our shine.
As we sit and flip through
the pages in the gallery
with radiant smiles
in recollected memories
for last year’s Christmas
The most important person
is left out .
He was behind the lens
doing what he knows best.
The reason now
for the fresh memories of last season’s wows.
He has no regrets
Because whenever you pose and smile
It gives him the energy for the extra mile;
And when you pause and say thank you
He takes a deep breath and forgets, his loss
Focusing on the value
Just the way you imagined it.
Blessed Christmas, Granny
*****
Grandmother you got the biggest heart
I have ever known.
The mere thought of you alone,
cures strange feelings unknown
to my body, soul and spirit.
And I always know you are the one
Because it feels
exactly like the cuddle
you gave to my heart with a lift.
The other children
are asking Santa for toys;
I opened my heart to God
[as you taught me to pray]
to keep you forever for only me.
[I am sorry, if I sound so selfish]
It is because you are my pure joy.
You knew me better,
before my lips moved or uttered.
I got a standing ovation
from my headmaster.
When I answered the question
What is Christmas?
My simple reply was,
“When grandma has a special tissue for every raindrop from my eyes’’
You are my motivation
To be the best grandpa someday
To my future grand kids.
Blessed Christmas, my best grandmom.
As you dance with the angels above
pour gently into our fragile hearts now some of your love.
Christmas
Beauty, Cheerful
Blessing, Sharing, Caring
Everyone enjoys the birthday
Season
Thank You Santa
*****
I'm very grateful for the time
You cuddled my heart fondly
Just w
hen I needed you,
I'm so thankful for the moments
You kissed away my dying pain
Just when I didn't expect you,
I wish I could scribe beyond ink
To tell you how much you mean
to my longing soul.
You are more than kind.
In the Eyes of Baby Jesus
*****
Long, long ago
my sight walked steps into slumber
Blinded by the distracted world.
When I focused on the lowly manger
home to the eternal manager
I instantly got arrested by goose bumps.
The eerie feeling
defined images glowing belonging
confined no more to the lowly spell;
The explosion of past dancing emotions
blew me away.
As I happily released
the long rehearsed unsung sweet melodies,
A dawn of affection
replaced my old skin of dejection.
As the wise men were mused by the star
I follow my heart to Baby’s Jesus
Triumphs from grass to grace.
The heart is the window to our soul.
This Christmas,
I pray my heart enables me see more than my eyes.
New Year Poems
A Baby’s New Year’s Gift
*****
When a baby holds my hand
I will hold on to love
and let go the pains.
When a baby smiles towards me
I will smile
and pretend my worries away.
When a baby soaks me with its innocent tears
I will leak out the hurting emotions in me
to cleanse my heart.
When a baby playfully bites my suckling teats
I will not fight back my enemies,
my sweet revenge is staying happy.
When a baby laughs with me
I will teach myself
to enjoy the present to pamper my morrow.
As fond as a kiss may be,
so do I drink love as my painkiller!
As talented as an artist may be,
a simple smile is the best talent I have mastered.
As fast as a bullet can travel,
so will I quickly forgive my wrong-doers
and count my treasures.
As we each learn from our mistakes,
I promise my mind freedom to freely express my emotions.
As sweet as a melody may be sung,
I sing out the sweet moments of everyday as my gift.
Life
*****
When you think it a competition
You become a prison.
The reason
for you missing
the lessons.
But, when you think it a blessing
The daily hurdles and tension
Altogether won’t be completely gone,
“But they are a treasured lesson”
When you have fallen
Take one step…
Wipe that tear, to shame the fear.
Another reason
Telling you yesterday’s tiny lessons
Are today’s MIGHTEST blessings.
Happy New Year, as you live and see life each moment as a blessing.
Intimate
*****
Is it bad I Miss You?
You know how to hold me right
You know how to squeeze me tight
When I focus
on your charming presence
I see us,
When I see US, without you in it …
You are missed:
your absence can’t be dismissed.
Having someone hold you,
to the heart is a beautiful kiss;
Having someone squeeze you
a bit tighter is a Heav’nly bliss.
Having both is divine intimacy.
I have a true and an unfailing love
from my God above.
Wrapped in this New Year
As my blessings.
New Year’s Heart Of Many Colours
*****
Quest for a wish
And I hand you a purple heart,
enthroned with robes of royalty.
Desire for friendship
And I give you a white heart,
dressed with the blameless gown—of purity.
Hunt in me what you cherish
And I release you a pink heart,
to grow our mutual discovered beauty.
Life is an art of beautiful colours
if you invite others
to come into your heart.
Smile
Freely, Friendly
Touching, Healing, Sparkling,
Story written in eternity.
Faces.
A smile is the secret
to make you look forever young, every year.
WITH, WITHIN, WITHOUT!
*****
With you,
my being was defined.
Within you,
I discovered me.
Without you,
I miss the reason to live.
Each day is a brand new blessing.
Hold it and Relish it.
This New Year
*****
Swallow your pride,
before it chokes you up inside.
Humble yourself,
before you are brought to nothing.
Be content with everything,
before self-centered virtues weakens your spirit.
Soak up your pride
in meekness.
The label of a boastful pride
denies us of our purest possessions inside.
The price of a lowly heart
a warm home it brings,
invited among queens and kings
a walk of dignity envied by others.
Embrace humility as your hallmark this season.
And many good surprises will surprise this good spirit.
Soup for the New Year
*****
Life is but a sauce soup mixture
with many ingredients
to choose from…
Blended by fate
It may turn sour
Or the toss of a dice luck sweet
Either ways…
you the chef can’t decide.
Let destiny unfold it.
Enjoy every drop of your meal beautifully
The way it comes out,
and you’ll envied by others.
Life is a blend of bitterness and sweetness.
We have to be ready for any of the taste.
That is reality.
Enjoy your meal the way it comes out in style.
Are you the one?
*****
One word can build a relationship
One kiss can heal the pain
One hug can comfort a heart
One thank you can speak volumes
One kindness can transform an entire life
One friend can love you more than your own blood
One truth can answer the mystery
One simplicity can exalt you
One silence can convey peace
One surprise can give birth to more surprises
One dream can make you rich
One YOU can make all that happen
As you absorb into this passing year onto the new one!
Are you the one?
Yes, YOU are the one!
Future is Ahead
*****
Life may not promise you roses today.
Look ahead
and catch your star.
And those who were quick
to condemn you everyday
will be same angels to recite your eulogy.
You have a future.
A dream is an understatement
To have been a dis
cerner to recognize
that you will be a well-spring of camaraderie to many.
You don’t need hate to erase hate
One thing you need
is
A heart that can dance even in a broken shoe.
Believe in yourself today
And press onto the future
where anything is possible.
Find a fertile ground
and nurse your faith
to make the birth of the morrow irresistible
like nectar to Ms Hummingbird.
You have a future
don’t wait for someone else’s opinion.
On the road to the top
sometimes you’ll stumble or even fall,
You still got it all
So far as you have life
I promise you
‘Hope’ will be the map
to hold your hands on the way.
Rejoice today
to prepare the ground for your future.
Know that this pain won’t last forever
It is going to ‘bittersweet’ pamper you
for your prize.
You have a future.
You no longer belong to your past;
Imagine yourself surrounded,
by your once-blameless- identity.
As you close your eyes gently to pray
Say to the Lord
‘May my re-told story stay to warm someone’
And grow in many a promising future.
My last words before my ink run dry
‘The Future is ahead. Go for it.’
Future may not promise roses but it sure does promise something...HOPE... a fertile ground to nature and nurse our dream. That is better than roses.
You are already into the future, if you stop listening to those discouraging voices. The future begins now with us, let nothing and/or nobody stop you.
Happy New Year to you and yours.
Sending you my blessings for this year and beyond.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart, for your support.
I hope you enjoyed reading this book. Please remember to leave a review for my book at your favorite retailer.
Without YOU, I am no me!
Biography of Author:
Wilson Ayinbangya Amooro, known internationally as Wilson the Poet, has won recognition for creating poetry that speaks deeply of the human experience. Drawing from his own experiences of life, love, faith, and loss, his work has garnered him praise from awarding bodies and the appreciation of his fans. He began writing in 2003 at the age of 14, when his first piece entitled "Mother's Love" won him the second runner up prize in a national competition organized by Nestle Ghana Limited. He continued to write poetry, and began gaining more exposure in 2013 when his work received acknowledgment by the United Nations via the International Organization for Migration (IOM). That year he was featured on Top Radio 103.1 in Accra, Ghana, and in the annual edition of Gong Gong Magazine. His poetry has been featured in the poetry anthology "Breaking Silence: Poetic Lifeline From Slavery to Love." His work can also be found in the Amazon-published anthology "Nelson Mandela Tributes," and he regularly video blogs performances of his works. Wilson is an active member of Poetry Foundation Ghana, and the Ghana-based People of Equal Thoughts and Spirit (P.O.E.T.S).
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