Complete me my love

Complete me, with strokes of your love 
Brush, with paints on our affection 

Complete me, for without your touch 
I will remain forever incomplete 

Define me, hungered I am 
Of your essence and allure 

Complete me, I sit as a subject 
A model in an artist studio 

Waiting to be drawn into life 
Breathe your love on me to complete me 

Complete me with all the colours 
In your heart, be the one that makes me whole 

Complete me, as Leonardo would have done 
Draw the opposite gender of Mona Lisa to complete me 

The trotro stories; The naming rights #3

All trotros should have a name 
That is the tradition, naming rights 

"Family Is My Problem"

A name as a phrase long 
To be labeled at the back 

"You Lie Bad"

Every trotro should have a name 
And can only be called after pass 

"Who Is Free"

As most often, the favored   
Place of label is at the back 

"Thy Will Be Done"

Bible verses are often a preferred choice 
Philosophy follows suit 

"Trust God"

Some just pick what sits comfortably 
Or otherwise in their minds as label 

"Heaven's Gate No Bribe"

But all as a reflection of the owners 
Mantra, this is my call my motto  

"Observers Are Worried"

All trotros should be named 
So from a distance I can call each 

"Wuanu Peh Asem" 

By his name and expect a respond 
Though half the time they contracdict 

"Di Wo Fei Asem"

In what the naming says 
And the driver and his mates act 

"Who Knows"

Just like a person called mercy 
Who is far from merciful 

"Eye Asem oo hmm"

I guess that is just part of life 
But all trotros should be named 

"Love Is Expensive"

How else am I going to 
Hail each to my beckon call 

"Trotro Blues"

All trotros should be named 
As naming rights require 

"Wo Nyamesom Mponi" 

"Oh God Save Me"

The Birthday Wish List

The birthday wish list 
Candle by numbers, do not mention 

Just one as a figure would do 
No point counting all that 

What do you give to a person 
That wants none, none to ask for 

None at all in material need 
As value not needed,on bequest 

What do you do to show an appreciation 
To celebrate the life of a human angel 

Most would weld a string 
As whip to proclaim their strong hold  

But in life there are classy walking angels too 
Mothering the masses in want of harmony 

That teach with radiant character on deeds 
As an inspiration for others to follow 

What do you give to a person 
That wants none, none to ask for 

But a beautiful smile, none to ask for 
None to ask for, but the harmony of her flock 

We searched hard to find the gift 
Most with value to sum your essence 

We ended up with words to say 
For all that you are, you are appreciated 

And we hold your legacy as built 
Being built, as seeds of characters to have 

What do you give, as gift with more in value
Than material gifts, cheap on currency 

A life time of appreciation as an inspiration 
You are appreciated, for all that you are.. 

No counting of candles on cakes 
We are only here to make wishes 

Don't you know it is rude to
Ask a fine lady her age.....

I am not an age count 
I am retro! from the time of the analog 

Written on request by: Yayra Deynoo
As a birthday present for: Mary Abla Apaloo Kessie

Grace of the hummingbird

Lovers' rock should 
Steady hold  these rocking boats 

Voyage out at sea and 
The storm is coming in 

Winds protest strong 
When the south meets the north  

Typhoons and tornadoes  
Cyclones with bluffs called  

They all come out to play 
Like the raging bull  

Slowly slowly 
As the saying goes 

Catches monkey 
No banana slippery business here 

Water would not sit 
In the palm of the hesitant 

Buddha is not a man of mystery
Don't let any one mislead you 

He is just with patience 
To have observed  

The magic and beauty of the 
Humming bird's flight 

For the secret 
Nectar the flower holds 

Lovers' rock should 
Steady hold these rocking boats 

The trotro stories; The morning stress #2

Height gained from my sardine seat 
Packed in sides of four tight 

This here a worker's carriage 
As May day to celebrate the working man/woman 

In a line sat and we squeeze to skin touch 
Comfort spared in public transport 

Radios play radio commentary 
Dortmund and Real Madrid 

Battle on fields for winners stake 
Chatty chatty blast the air waves 

Fingers fast turn on screen 
Touch speed to type away

Sentence flow as rain drop 
Uninterrupted as I finger tap 

Free flow to the commentary 
On the radio play scores inquiring 

Trotro poetry fast served 
This I have to finish just in time 

Before my junction to alight 
From tic toc worker's parade 

Cheers from behind as joys
For another goal scored 

A trotro journey one stop away 
From my journey's end