Young And Bright He Is

Young And Bright He Is

A Story by Junert
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This is dedicated to a friend; Mr. Bright Asiamah Young. It's his biography by me. Well at least from my point of view.

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YOUNG AND BRIGHT HE IS

There is a boy who's never been a boy.
His past he hides so well.
Friends he make few.
Oh and bright he is just as his name.

His heart he guides with thorns. Love he does give not.
But true love he yearns from more than one.
But that, his heart would be deprived.

For the love he desires, she can give not.
She lies in the bosom of David the King.
His mum; thou soul rest peacefuly. For thou little boy is all but little. And endless love he seeks, just to feel thee.

His heart is scarred and scared.
Oh I did mention he is bright, but clever and witty too.
He bears on him the aura of arrogance.
The kind that girls fall for.

His pride high as his hieght.
And lies his lips does utter.
On him are many his flaws, one I dare not say.
But good he surely his.
For kindness comes natural to him.

He is hardworking and yet lazy. But giving up he never does.
He apportions blame whenever on whomever.
He wishes to be a golden goose, for money is his headache. Pepperoni troubles his tommy; it aches and run all night long.

And dear me he's got a wife who is just like him.
Carefree and like birds.
Faithful I wonder if she is, for with her name it rings a bell.
But one thing I know for sure. She trusts him like a...what symbolises trust?

And talents he does have.
For he acts well in the arts.
His voice, angelic and sweet.
You'd wonder if he's a she.
Honey can't be sweeter.
And family he respects.
It saddens him when they assist him not.
His son who's yet to fertilize shall be named his name.
A junior should make a difference.

He's brave and bold and bad.
Like any boy could.
His gift draws to him many maidens.
But he prefers them touched and touched.
When he gets successful which he would, a great father he will make.

Bright and Young he is.
And by the hours he attains years.
When he does which he would, his days shall be great.
He'd find himself.
He'd find happiness.
And as many as his names, they would be the same.

His dreams, God his dreams.
The reality they will be.
The world needs him, that dear boy.
For a boy he is.

© 2013 Junert


Author's Note

Junert
I can tell there are grammer errors yet I can't make them out. Do alert me to them. Thank you.

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This has a fascinating Old Testament feel to it... with the quaint language. The short sentences build up the picture, like a mosaic of words. I found myself drawn to and intrigued by this young man, with his sweet disposition =-'You wonder if he's a she'. 'His son who's yet to fertilize' was an arresting phrase... at first I thought it was referring to a pubescent boy who has not yet spilt his seed... then I realised it probably refers to a prospective son of the character in the writing.

This had a special beauty about it - was written with perception and feeling... You breathed life into the boy.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Junert

11 Years Ago

I'm glad you got this much better. Thanks for reading.



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Great story in poetry form :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


I think this is a story but written in the format of a poem. I enjoyed it...that boy...who is he???...
nice structure...epic
It was amazingly cool..keep it up :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Junert

10 Years Ago

Lol he is just that, a young boy. Girl i like you.
Cassy Samuels

10 Years Ago

lol...methinks so too
So i have read this before but you read requested it and i didn't realize until i got to a certain part and then i was like i remember this haha but i enjoyed it just much as the fIrst time and it reminds me of my boyfriend a lot. :) again excellent piece

Posted 10 Years Ago


I'm not familiar with him, but you did a fine job, none the less!

Posted 10 Years Ago


still think it would make a great poem..in fact it IS one

Posted 11 Years Ago


Junert

11 Years Ago

I guess it is then, and you thinking it's great means a lot to me. Thanks Doc.
Wow this is nice. I was reading and I could not stop. You got some talent here. The short sentences are nice, they add to the comprehension. Like you are forcing your reader to take it all in before the next part of it.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Junert

11 Years Ago

Thank you dear. I appreciate your words.
Dominique Lambright

11 Years Ago

No problem :)
I think this is very well written and told :) you are very tallented.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Junert

11 Years Ago

Thank you my friend. Glad you like it.
greatly did my friend,,,,,nice thoughts

Posted 11 Years Ago


Junert

11 Years Ago

Thanks dear.
Ah don't worry about the slight errors. Great work.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Junert

11 Years Ago

Thank you so much.
I like this writing! I will read more of what you have. And dear me he's got a wife who is just like him. Carefree and like birds. I found this line very interesting! I know this is reviews can you expound on this if possible.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Junert

11 Years Ago

I'm glad you like it. And will see about that.

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Tema, Greater Accra, Ghana



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