Black rock
Perfumed with
Soul of Africa
Carrying human truck
For nine seasons
Shield like
A snaily shell of fish
For little stars
Soft smiling sentinel
Pressed by
Water rolling infantile
Hospitality over blown balloon
Flying unabated
On hard rocks
You are
Harmony in the storm
Whistled like a fluvial ice
Jewel of the Lion
Lamb of the house
Moulding the colours of man
With her harmony in the storm! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
'Jewel of the Lion Lamb of the house Moulding the colours of man' I enjoyed reading. Thanks for sharing.
Carrying human truck For nine seasons This shows the fertility and productive mature of the African woman
Thanks Linet for your kind comment on the poem. Jewel of the Lion... Men cannot do without a woman.
Thanks a lot Oratile Diratsagae for your encouraging comment on this poem. I am humbled. I appreciate.
Ohhhhh God. That title makes the world for me and those lines are african original. Wow i dont know how to thank you for that poem. You are gifted. I wish i can just meet with you and talk about our greatest africa.....10+++ i respect poets like you coz you tell it from the heart
Beautiful message conveyed. The vest which defines a African lady. Impressive.
Thanks Geeta foe your lovely comments on this poem. I appreciate.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
With her harmony in the storm! ! Thanks