Kataali Firdaus Tiyumli

  You have the heart of a Lion  The brain of a philosopher   The strength of a warrior  And the voice of a King 👑  You are the answer  To the prayers of many Even in darkness  You shine  You are a tough seed  Even in stones, you grow  In a supersonic speed  In darkness, you glow  You are the kindle  That burns in the rain  You always bridle  People's pain You are the wood  That sharpens iron  Your zero tolerance for falsehood  Shall take you to Zion You are the sun  That brightens our day  You are the moon  That lightens our career  You are the son  Of Our forefathers  I can go on and on  I still cannot describe you  Son of Dagbong  Chief Worrior  Voice of the People  Karifi 💪🏾 Note: This poem was written to celebrate the Birthday of a man who has touched the lives of thousands. My words cannot describe him well, I just tried to. Happiest Bi...

You're the Queen of my heart  A piece of gold sent from above And never will we be apart In the name of love!  In the name of love  I'll be your shield  I'll fight every battle  That tempers with our love    I'll be the rains  To wash away  your pains  So like doves we can fly, freely Above every foe  In the name of love In the name of love  I'll capture your fears  Throw it afar  And make you fearless I'll be the handkerchief  To dry your tears  I'll be the spring  To quench your thirst I'll be the sight  That lightens your face And the voice  That sings you soothing melodies  I'll bring you joy  All in the name of love

A SONG FOR YOU You paid a price To give me life I can't repay you Till eternity So I sing this song For a woman so strong How can I not sing To honour your  humble soul When for nine full moons I laid in your womb But I could only Lay you in the tomb When I was a toddler You were my handler Whenever I cried You got  terrified And you will never rest Till you fulfill my request I peed on your clothes You changed another I messed up the floor You cleaned it the more You sacrificed your happiness To keep make me strong I knew no loneliness For you I sing this song You forgot your greed To provide my needs So I sing this song For a woman so strong You spanked me And Slapped me With love just to Correct my wrong doings You motivated me Mentored me Loved me Treasured me Inspired me Disciplined me Transformed me From a little boy to a lovely  man I sing this song To celebrate you mom I sing this song For a woman so strong ...

Bring Back Our Gold Coast Good bye Gold coast I really owe you a toast Walking down your seacoast Of you I will forever boast I have missed you old friend Of my forefather "Lang lana" Will I see you before the end of your second life  Ghana She is all grown now Her breast well stocked in her dress Her beautiful shea buttered skin Win the hearts of kings The small pots in her back Compliments her mighty hips Like watermelons in a sack Which every man worships Now she has a broken moment at hand Memories you left are getting lost Her dreams flooded under the sand Just water remains in her eyelids She has been defiled a million times Still going through difficult times She is pregnant without a husband Taunted in her own land In the walls of my beating heart Are memories of your beauty I look at the stars all night With the hope of having you in sight To die is part of nature To dissappear will torture You can pang me and flee Just don...

Your adorable face glows like a morning grace I have seen pretty faces yours is  exquisite I see your face with my eyes closed and it gives me some solace every single day I see your name even in the darkness written with the flames of love's " madness " I hear your name when the wind is blowing Your beauty I can't blame for you are so amazing I hear your name from the whispers of the dumb And it is not a shame that I have to succumb From the chambers Of my dream land I hear your voice Echoing from afar A true daughter of this land You are my Disney star Last night in the dark I looked into the mirror All I could see your glittering face Smiling like a new bride Your voice So mellifluous Well modulated And irresistible In every music I hear your voice Singing in a fruity exotic And pleasing choice You are more than a treasure that I can't even measure You enhance my leisure You are my pleasure Written By: Moham...

A WOMAN'S SOLEMN CRY The clouds has grown dark. Bending herself like an ark . Frawning her face to the cry of the fatherless in a try to endure and ensure that they fight and  cure the wounds of life's foul mar. It is in this ignominious place that we cherish opulence than our own blessed semen And our pregnant women Yet we claim to be "men" They toil in the sun While you have more than fun Our duties, we shun And take a  "temple run" They are left with pain Beaten by the rain In the company of loneliness And Sighing with bitterness That blessed semen kicks out With fear it cried out Asking questions in an alien language For he came without a luggage Into this old but strange planet With his golden tenet Being his formality Thrashed away by reality  And why won't this dreary World be Scary When men are now monkeys Jumping from tree to tree Making women donkeys The best we do is flee This is more than they bargain...

I am your dreamland That one place you so much desire The place none has perceived The home of the righteous In me is pure delight Without pain or suffering You shall never grow old You shall live forever There shall be wealth in abundance Everything you can imagine The greatest fragrance Your soul could ever desire You shall eat and drink For what you have sent forth You shall be adorned With bracelets of gold You shall never blow your nose or spit You shall never fall ill or die All shall live eternally Enjoying the pleasures therein There will be no removes No evil or hurting comments No enmity therein All you'll do is glorify HIS name There shall be endless delight Of rivers of milk And the purest of  maidens Free from menstruation Whoever believes In Allah and his Apostle Offers prayers perfectly Fasts in the month of Ramadan Treat everybody fairly ... I shall be your reward Your final destination Your Jannatul Firdaus Writer : M...