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14/04/2024

Hope you had a nice day.

14/04/2024

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ﾟ。 Good Morning
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12/04/2024

The Weekend begins today.
What will you be doing this weekend?

11/04/2024

Poem ☺️
Poetry ☺️

11/04/2024

So let us ponder, let us dare,
To cherish moments beyond compare.
In every beat, in every breath,

Regards,
Poet Amos

10/04/2024

The emerging Poet, Poet Amos.

I am the man!
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Have you been missing my works(poems)?

07/04/2024

A blessed Sunday morning to you all.
Stay safe!

06/04/2024

By: Poet Amos

can l be your dream world,
pull up my smile on your upper lips,
& doctorate it with kisses,
can l?
i just want to be,

by the streams of rivers,
i just want to be yours,
send me your smile & let's laugh,
babe, love is all that we need,

by this,
let love be the song sang,
like the letters in banana,
i want to be your ma*****na

babe, can l?
let this dream come through,
like the early morning dew,
that falls from the sky,

see,
looks me in the eyes,
paint me your smile,
& let's sing the love song
before the new year comes

PS: An old photo, 2016.

Give this poem a title. ☺️

06/04/2024

Poem title:

~~April 6, 1996~~

Liberia was the most talked about during her,
Childhood stage.
Because of her beauty in reality, she never,
Realized it was leading her to something else.

Grew as she grew up.
As old as she was,
she fell in love with an unknown,
Monster.
She couldn't hold her peace anymore.

Ignorance led her to lust for which she called,
Love.
On April 6, 1996, she was involved in a kiss,
With bullets that led her to bleeding lips.

Pains and sorrows were her national anthem,
As looting were her end-meat.
West Point and Vai Town were their favorites,
Meeting spots.

Her kiss was unbearable; her lips were,
Surrounded by hunger.
Poverty visited her lips where some of her,
Parts were dead and buried.

Her today is now in loneliness,
Frustration has eaten up her heart,
Children of hers have befriended hunger,
Garrie was the team sent for rescue,

With tears bleeding down my chest,
I cried in a tuneless voice that can’t be heard,
I deeply asked myself, did the monster propose,
To her?
Her curiosity has led her to a downfall.

Mama Liberia, the sweet land of liberty,
The goddess of beauty,
The time is now to take the lead to prosperity,
For the future awaits your peaceful arrival,

©️®️ Poet Amos

30/03/2024

The old you has left you, and the new you has become you.

30/03/2024

poem title: the dark tomorrow
by: Poet Amos

this poem is not of a praise,
but a dream lying beneath the atlantic ocean,
so, in every heartbreak,
my heart does plead,

in shadows deep, where fear does creep,
the dark tomorrow, in dreams we weep.
a world in chains, where hope is slain,
echoes of despair, in endless refrain.

beneath the veil of night's embrace,
the unknown lurks, a chilling chase.
with whispers cold, the darkness holds,
a tomorrow bleak, where terror unfolds.

grim specters dance in moonlit haze,
as crimson rivers mark their maze.
in haunted cries, the spirit sighs,
forlorn souls under starless skies.

behold the abyss, where nightmares breed,
in the heart of darkness, there's no reprieve.
dread grips tight, in the absence of light,
the dark tomorrow, a terrifying sight.

©®2024

29/03/2024

Poem Title: My Choice
By: Rozetta Samuker & Poet Amos

Rozetta

i took a wrong turn,
the moment i made my choice,
a choice that ruined my life,
and kept me weeping all through the night,
and i later regretted it at the end.

Poet Amos

this choice, humm
a fallen choice,
a choice that sets me aside,
and shows me the way of life,
yet, there is still hope after all,

Rozetta

a choice that made my past,
keep running through my mind,
a choice that didn't give me a future,
but kept me dead in an awakened world,
and made tears part of my life.

Poet Amos

for this life is mine, to cherish, to hold,
a story of resilience, beautifully bold,
and though the road was tough,
and the journey was long,
i stand here victorious, singing my song.

Rozetta

a choice that gave me a reason to let go,
and made me get the feeling of sadness and longing.
a choice that broke me apart,
and made me resemble sorrow.
yet i chose not to be the person they all wanted me to be, but the person i chose to be.

©®2024

25/03/2024

There is nowhere like home, hence, the University of Liberia - UL remains our common denominator. We went to impart, for it's a must to academic calling. On on, we go!

Scientifically, of it(Chemistry) being a central science, it is the bridge between the things we know and what we don't know. Wanna argue?

Regards,
Amos M.

23/03/2024

Amos'
❤

23/03/2024

A day spent with the students.
🤗🥰

Regards,
Poet Amos

13/03/2024

Good Morning!

12/03/2024

I tired God, l tried God, he is always right. 🥰

11/03/2024

"By all means, marry. If you get a good wife, you'll become happy; if you get a bad one, you'll become a philosopher."
~ Socrates

10/03/2024

“Is It My Africa Again”?

Before the sun could rise,
Africans could speak out the truth,
In every corner of life.
Embrace the ideas of normalization,
Pause tribalism and nepotism.
Favoritism was never the name in every speech.

Oh! Oh! Oh!
Oh my Africa!
These are all gone days nowadays.
Pains have foundation,
Her styles beneath our tongues.
Like blocks beneath the ground of a house.

That my Africa,
Usually called the birthplace of mankind,
Has forsaken lives for pleasure.
Lesbianism has bleed her words in every corner.
Like a monthly flow of blood,
From the valley of a woman.

Is it my Africa again?
The one who promised to lead souls,
With a pleasant smile.
Betrayer she has become,
Hearts have been downplayed,
In the midst of her trust.

Is it my Africa again?
Where politic is a game where groups of liers,
Come together to play and gain points.
Oh Africa!
Your soil shall never be dried.

~ amos~

10/03/2024

Lord, change my story to glory.
Until then, I am still trusting the process.

09/03/2024

Even ur boo get another boo.
Why can't we just forget about this whole relationship issue and focus on making money instead.

😩

09/03/2024

When a woman is educated,
She thinks about a better tomorrow,

But when a woman is not educated,
The curve between her thighs,
Becomes a site for discussing,
& her body is painted with sexual memories,

Poet Amos

09/03/2024

Be at the age where people's opinions about you mean nothing to you.

09/03/2024

"People die everyday,
Some physically,
Some mentally,
And some emotionally."

Good Morning!

08/03/2024

Know who you want to be.

06/03/2024

Not all that's glitter is Gold.

04/03/2024

What is the difference between an accident and an incident?

04/03/2024

Success is not all about education, sometimes, connection matters as well.

03/03/2024

Good Night!
🤗

03/03/2024

With numerous of smiles the heart bleeds, it says, "There's No Venue For Love; Nor It Reaches The Heart Of Mankind".

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