In Creative Corner, poetry

All of the world’s happiness used to be in the palm of my hand,
When I used to live in Ghana, my beloved homeland.

I was always very happy,
For there was no reason to worry.

O Ghana my beloved homeland,
You are my only saviour.

I am eager, waiting for my homecoming,
So that the soothing ambience of Labadi beach can heal my broken heart.

The swaying palm trees can shade all of my insecurities
The ocean waves can wash away all my pain.

My eyes yearn to have a glimpse of your exquisite beauty,
I wander day and night down the streets of despair.

Without you in my life I was so sad…
I had to lose everything I ever had

To learn how to deal with pain,
So I can find myself back again.

O God have some mercy and shower me with your grace
So that I can reunite back with Ghana my eternal solace.

 


This Poem was published in the March 2023 edition of the WSA magazine. Please click here to download.

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Ghana, My Beloved Homeland – A Poem by Rycha Heemachal Devi, Mauritius

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