Mr. Danso Ɛvans (( POPE )) @evansdansojnr

Quick Group of Companies (C.E.O) // Entrepreneur // Farmer. Kumasi, Ghana Joined November 2015

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Mr. Danso Ɛvans (( POPE )) @evansdansojnr

2 days ago

My Dearest, There's something beautiful in those soulful eyes of yours. In your eyes, the oceans find their depth. A wisdom woven in every breath. No canvas could hold your boundless grace, and no song could capture your heart's embrace. With you, the ordinary turns divine.

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Mr. Danso Ɛvans (( POPE )) @evansdansojnr

4 days ago

Let's close our eyes and remember paradise.

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Mr. Danso Ɛvans (( POPE )) @evansdansojnr

a week ago

In my room is this cruel mirror that shows only cracks and a map of a life with no way back. I trace the scars that no one can see. There are no stars tonight, just a sky dressed in grey, and no path to follow. My past is a ghost, clawing at wounds that bleed in the night.

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Mr. Danso Ɛvans (( POPE )) @evansdansojnr

2 weeks ago

I found you. Your voice alone brought peace and tranquillity. Yet, that same voice of yours reminds me of someone I once loved. A fleeting hope has now turned to stone. The letters penned in fervent ink, now fade where dreams and sorrow link. I carry you, a silent scar.

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Mr. Danso Ɛvans (( POPE )) @evansdansojnr

2 weeks ago

You’re woven deep within my beating heart. Your words, like petals, soft and sweet, make every moment whole. The world may falter, and skies may dim and sway. Yet in your arms, all shadows melt away. Your eyes are embers in the dusk. In your warmth, I’ve built my safest home.

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Mr. Danso Ɛvans (( POPE )) @evansdansojnr

2 weeks ago

Each glance of yours, a spark that lights the skies, a quiet fire that dances in your eyes. The world may fade, its colours dim and fleet. Yet in your arms, my heart finds home complete. Through every storm, your touch is my repose, a gentle tide where love forever flows.

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Mr. Danso Ɛvans (( POPE )) @evansdansojnr

2 weeks ago

In shadows deep, I sit alone. A voice I loved, now just a sigh. Beneath the stars, I bear the cost of all I held and all I lost. The mirror shows a stranger’s face, etched deep with time’s unyielding trace. Each line is a tale of what’s been torn, a heart too weary to be reborn.

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Mr. Danso Ɛvans (( POPE )) @evansdansojnr

2 weeks ago

Each breath feels borrowed, thin, and frail. A fragile thread through sorrow’s veil. No voice to call, no hand to find, just echoes trapped within the mind. A letter lies, words of love that time denied. Each line a wound, each word a scar, a tether to what was, now far.

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Mr. Danso Ɛvans (( POPE )) @evansdansojnr

3 weeks ago

My Dearest, In the quiet of this moment, I pen my soul’s tender plea, a proposal woven in starlight, where only you & I can be. Beneath the velvet sky, where dreams and moonlight blend, I offer you my heart, a vow that knows no end. A story yet unwritten, of love yet to be told.

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Mr. Danso Ɛvans (( POPE )) @evansdansojnr

4 weeks ago

I pen down my own tribute and compose my own blues and dance to the rhythm of it as I shake away my sadness and sorrows. I wipe away my own tears, slowly look into my own eyes, and believe my days might be numbered. Today, I live. Help me strengthen my walk with God.

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Mr. Danso Ɛvans (( POPE )) @evansdansojnr

4 weeks ago

I don’t need grand or gilded vows, just mornings tangled in your laugh. The quiet way your breath still catches when my thumb traces your jaw. So here’s my heart, unpolished, not perfect, but yours. May I spend my life proving love's not fireworks but embers that endures?

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Mr. Danso Ɛvans (( POPE )) @evansdansojnr

4 weeks ago

Come to my house and take me home. Guide me home, no matter how far. If love were measured in sunsets, I’d gather every crimson sky, stack them high like promises, and swear each one was yours and mine. So take my hand, take all my days, and let me love you beyond time.

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Mr. Danso Ɛvans (( POPE )) @evansdansojnr

4 weeks ago

In the glow of the evening, where shadows grow kind, your presence alone stills the chaos of mind. Your smile is my haven. Your voice, my soft guide, a tide that pulls gently where my heart longs to bide. Each glance that we share is a vow yet to speak.

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Mr. Danso Ɛvans (( POPE )) @evansdansojnr

4 weeks ago

In the hush of the evening, where time softly sways, your presence alone lights the end of my days. Your voice is my anchor. Your gaze, my true north. In you, I’ve found meaning, my heart’s boundless worth. With you, every dawn feels like vows yet to say. A soft promise of love.

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Mr. Danso Ɛvans (( POPE )) @evansdansojnr

4 weeks ago

In the quiet of dusk, where the world holds its breath, I find my heart tethered to you beyond death. Your smile is the compass that steadies my soul, a beacon that guides me to finally feel whole. A moment with you is a verse in my song,a melody woven where I’ve always belonged.

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Mr. Danso Ɛvans (( POPE )) @evansdansojnr

4 weeks ago

Your laughter is a light that cuts through my grey. In your eyes, I see futures, unwritten, yet clear. A life woven close with you ever near. So here, in this moment, I offer my all, my dreams, my tomorrow. Will you take my hand and let our stories entwine?

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Mr. Danso Ɛvans (( POPE )) @evansdansojnr

4 weeks ago

I’m tethered to nothing, a thread worn too thin, a ghost in my skin where a life might’ve been. My steps echo soft on a floor worn too thin. Each creak is a confession of where I’ve been. The door to the world feels rusted, locked tight, and sealed by the weight of the night.

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Mr. Danso Ɛvans (( POPE )) @evansdansojnr

4 weeks ago

Faces I loved blur into the haze, lost in the fog of uncounted days. I'm too broken to weep. My room is a tomb where the air doesn’t move. Each breath is a reminder of what I can’t prove. The ceiling stares back, a blank, endless slate, counting the seconds I carry this weight.

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Mr. Danso Ɛvans (( POPE )) @evansdansojnr

4 weeks ago

The clock ticks slow, each second a blade, cutting through dreams that wither and fade. The room is a cage, its walls closing tight, swallowing hope in the grip of the night. My hands are cold, like leaves left to rot, clutching at memories time has forgotten.

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Mr. Danso Ɛvans (( POPE )) @evansdansojnr

a month ago

The weight of loss, a chain I can't break, binds heart to hurt with every breath I take. Yet, in this grief, your shadow softly stays. A love that lives through endless, aching days.