Nigerian Girl Ii Poem by Ebi Robert

Nigerian Girl Ii



Mercurial lis-som cutie.
Ebiere, your's ambidextrous "Chinyere"
all your marvens.

Peace shall be, spiffy carbuncle
to your lifting far space speed emerald.
My incisors are close to close
along bony-flesh Nigerian girl.
Your lamp-lit sapphire pounce,
the E-place of my inert is the throne.

And you intrigue years to days;
tame Jasper.
Ere love, our love,
is the after-glow shinning beryl.
I'll be besom-watcher
securing your sweat to embrace the floor.
That is if you work.

Nigerian girl, African girl.
Each day you implore with mauve x-fray.

At trace I uphold outré halter.
For impair I forbid.
Your blue blouse brooch makes me bumble.
Plenty have Negros to gird, if you're cursed.

Nigeria girl, ne'er today, a day or days
shall we negotiate.
Your glory is a blessing, my dahlia.
Your skin glitters at night and men
mistake it a diamond.
O' Nigerian girl
like clay, you're cared.
You steps out-sell cloud-burst.
In the household, you're adored.
In our continent, you're lifted another "Naett".
What shall I call you?
For I am feared, if the earth will wage-
a war against me.
Tell me, what shall I call you?

Lilac? African fleecy pasture?

The katabolic will aid yours chores,
not the united. (broom)
Your breath beats bagassosis,
and grabber, you guard just obey.

I mount gorge to give you morning dear huntress.
You are the rose that grows in forsythia.
I laud you, African bales-wood.
From the fir to the fig, you're freesia.
Hyacinth Miranda, great African.

Is it the osier of your palatial veranda?
Or the lapislazuli of your fine floor?
OH! Those black lemony tresses are the sensuous.
The teasel fashioned round your bed
I'll spray as my days may stay.

If it were precious-minutes, Solomon
would have a wife and no concubine.
Nigerian girl, you're my royal dainty.

Monday, June 27, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: AFRICA
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This
Eulogy just praises the African girl.
I know many people are use to the imagery i used in the poem and
expecting me to use African material for my eulogy. However this is just
the part two that talks about the African girl in her western beauty. I
am taking the pain to explain this poem because readers are finding it a
little difficult to understand my poems some time..

Line 1 to 3 is just praising the African girl with her wonderful
names......'EBIERE' is an ijaw name of Nigeria for females meaning,
'beautiful girl'. 'Chinyere' is an Igbo name of Nigeria which means 'God
gives'. that is, God gave her, her beauty. line 4 reveals that i shall
be with peace to adore her. line 56 to 37 I believe explains itself. if
you do not understand, forget it and smile. line 38 to 39 reveals that
it is the katabolic that will sweep her floor not the united(broom.)
your breath beats bagassosis means she is not subject to any sickness.
as from this point to the end i think it is simple. Just enjoy the
poem........Ebi Robert....
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Olayinka Samson Aremu 13 December 2013

What more can I say. This poem raptured my heart!

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Oludipe Oyin Samuel 03 August 2012

You're a rare talent. Nigerian Girl II steepens the guts of the African pen- I feel it!

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Godfrey Morris 20 July 2012

A lovely and thoughtful write.

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