POETRY; BY HAGAR AFUMWAA OFOSUA
HEY THERE! WELCOME TO OUR GLAMOROUS WORLD OF PEOTRY……NOBODY DOES
IT BETTER THAN WE DO.
Poetry is a form of literature
that uses rhythmic qualities of language to make meaning. With forms of Poetry like sonnets, Epics,
Ballads, just to mention a few, I bet there’s no other way to pour your heart
out than through Poetry. Poetry allows you to milk and touch
the hearts of many. I bet there’s no other way to pour out your thoughts than
though poetry. Its origins date back
to as far as 2000 B.C, when the Greeks would happily threated themselves with
poetry used in music and theatre. Research has proven that oldest form of
poetry is the epic
Poetry has being long regarded
as the fundamental creative act employing language. Poetry uses forms and
conventions to suggest differential interpretations to words, or to evoke
emotive responses. It makes uses of devises such as assonance, onomatopoeia and
sometimes rhythm to achieve the musical or incantatory effects. The common
forms of poetry are as follows;
·
Narrative
poetry; this is a poetry that gives a verbal representation. It is always told
by a narrator
·
A
Ballad; this is a story that is in the form of a song and is transmitted
orally, which tells a story .It usually has a four line stanza.
RELAX AND READ SOME OF THE EXCITING POEMS WE HAVE IN STOCK FOR
YOU.
Everyone has a
dream
Everyone has a dream
We keep it alive at night
But doubt it in light
Do we only become optimist when
lights are dim?
Everyone has a dream
From a distance we fight
On a battlefield field we lose might
Is it only when we are far do we
become strong?
Everyone has a dream
On leaflets we write
On desk we fail to rewrite
Do we forget to take our writing
sticks along?
Everyone has a dream
In the minds eye we see it fly like
a kite
On the worlds stage we lose sight
Do we only see it when it is
fictitious like a film?
Greed is for the weak
Greed
is for the weak
Those
who fail to act but speak
Because
talk is cheap
They
tend to hate those on success trip
Forgetting whiles those on success trip were
Burning
the midnight oil, they were asleep
If
you are strong you live your dream
If
you live your dream, time won’t permit you
To
accept that greed
Drop
that greed, take up your dream and be on stream
Because
greed is for the weak.
I AM IN LOVE WITH A STRANGER
I am in love with a stranger
I can’t believe my feelings
But I can’t deny either
I bumped into him toward the coast
I was just a visitor to the breeze
He sacrificed to be the host
He welcomed me with a hug
His snowy breath could let me freeze
But I didn’t want to nag
We both cried
As we said bye to each other
I am afraid he may be a ghost
His voice is one I have heard
before.