Leave Him For Me

Leave your love lover
Leave him for me
Let me give you cover
Twice more than he

Wife, he said you became spiteful
You cook no more because you run a firm
So having your quota of beauty rest is rightful
Says your marriage is infirmed,
But you do not care so he pretends
Pretends that he cares no more, or needs no more like he did before but you I can assure that he does.

He picked me up and without thinking I hugged him
Just a hug but it sealed up an enduring night with you,
An unpleasant morning as you rushed out leaving the children with the maid,
Being reminded that Junior had an appointment with the dentist and a letter came from the school about the homeworks he brings back unanswered.
He hugs me even closer, I feel his heart beating.

Wife, he says your off days are church days
Do all of what the pastor says, do all you can to follow his ways, call him daddy and all of his call you obey, sow seeds, monthly tithes you pay.
You marriage is a game of maize
No communication just a play,
Seeds in clay, headed no where
He wonders what the pastor preaches, wonders if you know what the Bible really teaches.
Or maybe the pastor talks less about souls but fishes
Big fat fishes, “Cast your bread upon the waters”
“Give and it shall be given unto you”
“Receive it!” Marital break through, Financial Pull through, then your past and future he sees through then more seeds you sow, lay low woman seeds don’t spring from clay.

Me at the front seat of his luxury car
Massaging his hand, ranting endlessly about my day
We laugh and tease, I enjoy his ease, I aim to please.
I raise the trends about Moesha, he says, “stop it dear, you’re nothing like that girl”
I really don’t know the difference but I just laugh.
He stares at the nothingness of the air and says, “You are different”.
Long silence, we sit timeless

Wife, he said you missed your place
Priorities misplaced
The home is your office to run
Not the office you run
The children should be your problem
Not the workers and the client’s problem
You spend hours to make up.
The children wonder why you can’t make it up, for all the times you promised you’d spend together,
That one time you will be a mother again
That day when nothing but family will matter
For seeds don’t spring up in clay no matter how much you water.

Woman I see your comments under the pepperdems
I cooked your husband jollof, with some pepper there
We both know he likes it hot in there
So I really spiced and peppered-dem
The chicken was good, my sauce was raw
See applied one law

I read your bashing comment under the sugardems
I fried pancakes for your husband, with some sugar in there
We both know he likes it sweet in there
So I really milked and sugared- Dem
The pancakes were good, my syrup was sweet
So I had a mission to complete

Can’t blame me, what’s a girl supposed to do
Sweet mouthed, I did the job
Hold, turn gentle like a door knob
You turned into bedroom slob
Don’t look at me that way, you let me rob
Me atop The driver’s seat, silent ride, the roads are bumpy
Made me a little jumpy, maybe froggy
We came in silence, no time for a dog….gy
We came in silence
Your dogs were barking, I brought your husband home.

Wife, it’s half past ten
You’re still not home, till when?
You want to please career and then?
Life hits you and you blame it on men
Men are thrash, the very ones you littered your life with
Women like you just smash, your simple task was to build,

You missed your place,
Priorities misplaced
Your worth replaced
Your presence unplaced
My every effort graced
Memories of you unconsciously erased

Woman don’t be success crazed
You’re not too late your marriage can be saved
Fail your family and these seeds will dry up in the clay
Lay low Woman, seeds don’t do good at play.

I have no agenda to pepper
So quit being a pepper-wife
Been low on my sugar and I don’t need one for my daddy
Wake up woman, wife up!
Junior is the pillar under these heavy walls of divorce
And it’s growing weak
Work your home, start this week
Don’t call your pastor, wisdom is here for you, seek

Our man, your husband, father of your children
He bought me a ring today
Wants to make me his wife to stay
I was happy what more could I say?
Right, you’re wrong I told him I just found a lover
He leaned close and whispered,
“Leave your love lover
Leave him for me
Let me give you cover
Twice more than he”

I haven’t found a lover
I am one as one can be.
I’m no home wrecker, I know a good man when I see one
I gave back the ring
I could hear my conscience sing
Woman lay low and let us save your marriage
Cos I want to have a family too.
No Pepper, No Sugar, Build’em Up Ministries.

Never Again

He did it asked me not tell Maame
He said if I did he will tell Wofa Kwame.
Who will throw me into the river.
And have me swallowed by sharks, That I remember.

I’m older now.
Faster I grow.
I see him do it to other kids as same age as me.
Fills them with fear of the river, blinds them in guilt and laughs as the find their way. Knocking their heads at walls
I have been his prey, this wicked creature.
I have been his victim, this son of doom
I have been his slave, oh sold out by my obedience.
Held captive with younger and older girls like me.

He did it and made me swear he did not do it.
Confused I consent.
But he did it.
He did, I swear he did it, believe me.
I pray you believe.
In that abondoned hut along the cemetery.
The ghost bear me witness.
He did it!!

I am telling you now
‘Cos the fear of keeping it is greater the fear of the river.
Maame is old, Wofa Kwame dead
That river polluted by galamsey
But many more prisoner girls he recruits.
Filling them with fear and blinding them with guilt.
I bail my self today.
For today I speak.

Out of his cells girls,
Out of my shells
He did it to us and got away with it.
But we won’t let him do it to our daughters and sisters.
And that will be our pride.
Only on the curses of our lips will he ride.
For we are no longer his captives
He did it and told us not tell Maame
Or Into the river we are thrown by Wofa Kwame.
Lets tell Maame and save Baby Yaa and Jullie.


Take a bow,
How about a standing ovation?
You say you stooped so low
Or it was your mere imagination?
It was my dream to make us grow
I had a destination somewhere,
to home our generation.
Admitted. There were complications but we both need focus, concentration.
Every argument had a duration, start with romantic explanation not a pompous  justification.

No such thing as true love,
Love is love
Above only, never an up down
The dumbest thing ever, “loving you was a mistake”
That’s a dumb ass excuse Mister, you were emotionally attached don’t mistake it with love.
Further explains why you backed off with a single shove

Meeting you was no mistake and I don’t regret it
No! This ain’t the BREXIT
Ain’t crying ’bout no sh!t
Why should I Pardon my language I don’t need your permission to spit
Laughing out loud, it was dark down there yet you never missed the clit
Now I’m your demon love because we split no because I quit.

Love doesn’t need you to be love
Moving forward I resolve, that
You’re the best thing I never had.

 Signed your vagabond lover

Journey Away

I’m going on a long journey,
I don’t know how far I will be going
So please don’t ask of my return.
I owe no one nothing
Recharged my prepaid this morning,
Paid for the water, just waiting for zoom lion so that I pay for the garbage.
Then click Okay for the UBER.

I take with me my heart and my brains
For the heat of the sun and cold from the rains.
To be with me and talk to me on the trains
To console my eyes when they get so cloudy and start to rain.
I’m going far far away.

If love comes knocking on my door,
Tell him I’m gone.
If happiness comes tell him I waited so long for him
Tell him I said to look for me
Self pity has been my unwelcome guest for sometime now,
But I choose to leave her behind
I’m travelling light.
I had a very terrible argument with doubt and unforgiveness this dawn
They are not coming with me
I said if Love comes knocking in his elegance and all his splendour tell him I’m gone

Tell him I said it’s not over,
Yet I have to go.
His presence has brewed my heart in waters of my tears
My heart’s chamber is literally littered with his foot prints
The walls smeared with his smiles
And the door knob broken, kind courtesy his inconsistencies

The beauty of my heart’s chamber is now a reason for my eyes to rain.

I’m going on a long journey,
If someone comes knocking on my door and it’s love, read him this note

– XO Korkor 😘

I just paid zoom lion for the garbage
Clicked ok for the UBER,

Running Into Your Arms

Miles and miles of empty space in between us
The telephone echoes the sound of your voice
Your pictures smile to me and I feel cold beneath the sheets of our chats.

Days and days go by
Each night I pray and I cry
This yearning to be in your arms again
I can’t think far, my brain
Zero degree Celsius , I can’t sustain
I’m freezing
My sunshine is in another man’s land.

It’s 3:33pm,
Last seen 9:33am Whatsapp.
Him@3:36pm :Bae just got back from work. Missed ya 😋
Him @ 3:45pm : Korkor Dear.

Scratch that!
I’m out running the distance, I’m running through the days.
Into your arms, cos that’s where I belong.
I’m skipping over seas and walking on mountains
I will be in your arms tonight
Whatsapp? I’m tired of saying cool
I don’t know about Imo but my face isn’t  booked.

I said I’m out running the distance, running through the days.
Tonight is going to be our night

Laugh when you read this,
I know my imaginations have gone astray again
Yes I can’t run. That’s an open secret.

Me @ 3:52pm : Sweetheart I’m here!
How was work?
I miss you more 😙

My Dearest Le Bae

My Dearest Le Bae,
I need to talk. So please listen.
Tell me how to prove this love.
My words are drawn out daily,
My actions have shaded them beautifully
Tell me if the picture isn’t clear enough.

Le Bae,
Just tell me how to make these doubt flee.
My touch conveys a deep message, so you say.
My lips signs that message that I know.
Tell me if this message is encrypted.

Maybe one of these days I should chop off my head,
Serve you my brain with a pen and a paper.
Take notes and tell me if you find some other person wandering in my mind.
Yes Bae

Maybe one of these days I should cut my left breast,
The very one you… never mind
I should ship you my heart
Then you can read my heart beat and tell me whose name it spells.

I think my mind has been thinking of someone else.
That I’m guilty
Perhaps my heart beat spells the name of someone else
Okay press charges.

There’s a wanderer in my mind,
This other you I yearn to have.
My heart beat spells N A N A maybe,
Then you misunderstand
How can you forget so easily I enthroned you king of my heart.

Just tell me how else to tell you,
That these observers worry in vain.
They lick their lips and whet their own appetite only to sleep on empty stomachs
While I serve you me in a golden asanka
Glowing in nkuto under the gleam of the night’s moon.
The night’s breeze beating my natural nakedness.
I know how you like it.

I love you.
I’m still looking for a phrase higher than this.
I need you
I’m still searching for a picture to express my yearning.
Need I say more?
Look into my eyes and let your doubts die.
Touch me and tap into this reassurance of my love.

Yours Ever KorkorAdjoa.


I’m watching the full moon.
And it replays in my eyes as though it happened this noon.
The night’s magic,
The winds graphic,
My, that kiss was terrific.

Look at the moon too
I’m sure you can picture us two
Yeah I can see your smiles
Even between a thousand miles
What else can we live for and die for at the same time if not love?
And what can make true love’s first kiss authentic if not a full moon above.

I bless the day we met.
I thank God for the moon
Cos I remember it clearly as though we kissed this noon.


Once when I was hit by the arrow of love, my feeble heart bled till i had no might.
I was confused and sad, i always cried at night.
The thought that i would die was my fright.
So i often wondered what could touch my plight.

I had long forgotten about angels.
Cos the last one i met had made me a man unstable.
So i kept asking my self,”will i be able?”
Just Then you my Angel came in and took the fight.
You took me to paradise on Angelic flight.
You took my bleeding heart from sight.
Patched it, mended it and fixed it back.
You gave me a reason to smile, you restored my heart beat.

I have been touched by your charm.
lovely and gently i have forgotten yesterday’s  harm.
I feel your love always and it reminds me of a love farm.
I weed and water and wait for a bumper harvest.
Is there any phrase higher than,” i love you”?
Is there away to say it into your heart?
I love you, Obaa.
Simply, I LOVE YOU.

If I Had One Wish To Make

And if i had one wish to make,
It would be that i never knew you.
That I never made you smile and you never did same.
I would wish that you were to me like the regular everybody i meet everyday.
I would wish that you never entered the community of my heart, even to ask me for a calabash of water.
I would wish that i had never offered you a sit.

If i had one wish to make,
It would be that…. That… That…. I had not been so hospitable to offer my heart to u as a guest room.
For of all the guests that have slept in my heart you are careless of them all.
After you decided to leave,
You did not just care to look behind.
You left your smiles every where.
You left your voice in my mind.
You left your strings on my fingers.
You left your humour on my lips, left me smiling in tears.
After, you dumped guilt all over me
As if i were the Eve who offered Adam the apple.
The last i checked my heart, all you carried along was your ego.
In tears and regret do i write this poem.
If i had one wish to make,
It would be that we had never met.
That I had never made you frown and you had never done same.
That you had never walked in the community of my heart to leave your indelible footprints on the soil of my heart

Above all, i all i would wish that, THAT I NEVER HAD HURT YOU.
If I Had One Wish To Make.
          ©misskorkor. 17/07/14. 13:23.

On Our First Date

I will freshen up in cool falls of Vli
And clad my self with Ayigbe Kente
I would have gone to Bonwire but Daavi’s Kente looks more appropriate fo the night. And the Bimbila nkuto i will smear will make me glow in the moon’s light.

I will hold in a calabash a week’s old palmwine.
Brewed by Efo Gator himself.
Let’s drink and get drunk in love.
For you and I are meant to be.

On our first date,
While we sit atop the mountains and watch the fulani feed his flock from a distance,
I will sing you a love song.
I will sing in Dagati, i will sing in Fante. I will sing of my unfailing love for you in the dialect of immortals.
For our love was pre destined by Odomankoma himself.
I will hum softly as u drink the westerners’ coconut.

On our first date
Tears will fill your eyes but great exceeding joy will fill your heart
Tamara de Lempika’s famous painting of the 1920’s will be nothing compared to AbladeGlovers painting of our young love.
After that painting Monalisa will look cliché.
Our love will give David Diop inspiration to write chapters.
Prof. Francis Allotey will find a love theory in our love.

That day you will know that days will end when I’m without you
And time will cease ticking at our depature.

On our first date.