~THE RUINS~

I told you I will always remember you,

I wish I could fulfill that last promise.

I told you, I will always love you,

I wish I can keep that one too.

But I am much thankful,

For all that you taught me.

I am very much grateful I met you,

And the last things I promised.

That last wishes I wished to

Make right was to always

Keep an iota of your memory,

Your thoughts,

Your gleaming beauty,

The sound of your cries,

And your giggles with me.

Not mattering who has

Now taken over the company

You abandoned.

But I am sorry

For it getting worse

For as a mirage you have

Become you stay on my mind

Longer than my current manager

And this is affecting my code of ethics badly

So I will

Just for the present

And for the benefit of both

Delete you and your thoughts

Completely from my memory

But however you one day

Tell your story,

Remember someone

Somewhere loved you

So badly and gave you

His whole heart to manage

But you failed him

And collapsed the business

But yet still he said in calmness;

It was really nice doing

This love business with you.

---Fampah Coyish---

© By Fampah Coyish-Awoken By Poems 2015

~ALL FOR LOVE~

The memories I left lingering in your mind.
The treacherous words I spat and could not lick back.
NormanJean, I was really bad!
I hurt you with my Eye rhymes,
Pierced you with my Internal rhymes,
Broke you with my End rhymes,
And betrayed you in my deadly Half rhymes.
I am sorry, I did it all for love; for the love of poetry.
I did it all for that purpose of which I write.

---Fampah Coyish---

© By Fampah Coyish-Awoken By Poems 2015

CHANCES

~CHANCES~

I sat with tears sitting in my eyes,

Smiling all life out of me,

Like a lunatic!

Building thoughts about

When I had those chances to receive.

I could still remember so vividly;

That countenance,

The willingness,

To give out what could be so dear

To a person as such

And how I caged my heart,

And nodded my head,

In appreciation with a stern gentle face,

Spread on like a bed sheet,

And refusing to receive from such a dear heart.

It remembered me, as I thought of my missed

Opportunities-when I had the chance to

To be received again;

When I had the time to reevaluate my options,

To be with you.

When you were like just like this in manner

Like how I’ve missed...

From the bottom of a kind heart as this

Little lad who willingly strived so hard

  To persuade me with his kindness

To receive his little piece of toffee,

With so much compassion as a newly born mother

---Fampah Coyish---

© By Fampah Coyish-Awoken By Poems 2014

FIND ME!

~FIND ME!~

You don’t seem prepared,

And my nerves do not seem repaired.

From the pains caused is great,

And I want to take a time out alone.

So whenever you feel,

Prepared and really ready,

Come find me!

Find me,

For I will be walking all alone,

Awaiting and expecting your second coming,

So come find me!

I won’t be walking faster.

I won’t be gone then.

I still will be sluggish,

Because I know you will surely come someday,

So come find me!

Come find me.

Running barefooted in the desert sand,

With apologetic tears standing in your eyes.

Come find me,

Calling on my name,

Rolling in the sand crying:

Baby, Baby-Baby I am sorry.

Come find me,

And when you run, run,

Run, run, run, run, run O:

And you run;

But still cannot find me.

Just open your eyes,

And me you will find,

Me besides you sitting;

Watching you toss and turn on the bed-

Just smiling.

---Fampah Coyish---

© By Fampah Coyish-Awoken By Poems 2015

I AM YOUR MAKER

~I AM YOUR MAKER~

Whose corpse should I give thee,

As a token for your daily bread?

I have asked, that ye work

But O: coffin maker!

Remember I am your maker

And not your hater

Your daily bread I shall give thee

But your wishes for a boost in market…

O coffin maker;

Watch your prayer

Reconsider your lines

And the choruses in your pleas

Remember I am your maker

And not their destroyer,

Yet men will surely die.

But how will I take the lives

They so much wish to keep?

O coffin maker;

Remember I am your maker

And not your hater

And as for your prayers,

They always come to me

But I always have to reconsider

 For they also say;

 Their daily long living prayer.

---Fampah Coyish---

© By Fampah Coyish-Awoken By Poems 2015

TWICE BORN

~TWICE BORN~

If God still loves Cain

Will He still love me same

If I slaughter one of these

My brethren for not honouring Him

If He came,

But like Cain, shall I be loved?

Who shall love me?

Without disgust,

Without shame?

Who will see me as same?

Without making me feel a bit shame,

And not make me feel guilt

By making my plights earn fame.

 Twice born, twice came

Twice cursed, twice forbidden

Twice born in one flesh

Who will feel my pain?

Who shall want to partake in this weirdness?

Who shall want to love me?

Who shall want to take this shame,

For a lover, for an eternal companion?

Who shall love me?

Without being teased

From the tease of those,

Those who know my plight?

For twice born, twice came

With unidentical twins-

A male and a female

In between my thighs

But if God still loves Cain

Will He still love me same

If I slaughter one of these

My brethren to honour Him

If He came?

For like Cain, no one likes to love me.

---Fampah Coyish---

© By Fampah Coyish-Awoken By Poems 2015

WHO WILL, IF I NEVER SAY?

~WHO WILL, IF I NEVER SAY?~

If I never write a thing at this age

Who will?

When you are

What you are

I alone know.

People have perceptions

Numerous ones of you

But I know you best.

If I never say a thing now

When I have life

Because of you

When else can I utter it?

Is it when I’m stiff, or when you are?

If I don’t let you known

That you are the person behind

My existences amidst nature’s irresponsibilities.

That you stood still

Even when there was nothing to do

But to give way to tears

To find favour for me to be here today.

If I hide you behind my pen

And never make anybody know

The woman behind my existence

Who else will the credit be given to-who?

So I say thank you for being there

And bearing me when nobody bear me

You who bore me

And made not the doctors beat out

The childhood cry out of me

Because you loved me

Upon all the pains I sent you through.

I love you to the galaxies and back

Words would be too weak

To describe the weight of my love for you

Neither can any scale measure it weight.

I adore you so forgive my unbearable nature

For I cherish you so much.

You are my all in all, and the only one I have.

So I shall tell the world,

The woman behind this amazing writer,

Who has never scribbled anything for his Mama.

I love you and I will say it now, and not when

I’m gone

Nor you’re gone

So you may know the pureness in my words.

---Fampah Coyish---

© By Fampah Coyish-Awoken By Poems 2014