Chris Jibero

Rookie (Ugbawka)

Romance In A Satchel - Poem by Chris Jibero

How long more will a burgeoning affection
Be hidden from the prying eyes of men
How long more will I keep a princess
Holed up in the bottom of my bosom
How long more will we play
This tales-by-moonlight game
Like early teens hiding romance
From unwary teachers, parents and guardians
In deaf and dumb satchels

And how many times more will I bath you
When the world soils and smears you
Right in my presence
Because you chose to remain single
Without being a nun
How many times more will I take you
To my hearth to provide you warmth
When ditched by frozen hands of men

And how long more will the bonfire, club and sling
I flaunt as a skillful Fulani shepherd keep away beasts
Desirous to ravage and despoil you
And how long more will I drive away pigs
That would never place the right value on you
For you are a pearl descended from above
To dwell among mankind

And how long more will I continue
To permit my love for you
To hibernate under blankets
Waiting for the right time
That seems to have pitched its tent
At point-of-no-return

And how long more will my bed persevere
Hoping to be honored by your presence
Panting for the warmth you exude
But which you waste on an unappreciative sofa
How many times more, angel,
Will men ruffle your wings
Under burning pants
That defile your sacred body
And scorch your spotless thighs

Alas, how long more will
People pilfer my destiny
Right under my watchful eyes
How long more will my open hands
Hang out to have you in a manly hug

And how long more will I desire and wait
To plant myself deep in your fertile soil
To die and germinate
Watching a new adorable us grow
Standing out for all to see
And stopping seasons of hope and waiting
Kept alive too long because I fear to fail?

Comments about Romance In A Satchel by Chris Jibero

  • Vipins Puthooran (10/26/2011 12:21:00 AM)

    It's a wonderful poem, excellent poetic depiction penned with poignant write,
    Top marks! 10+++
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  • Ace Of Black Hearts (10/23/2011 11:50:00 PM)

    The fear of failure isn't the same as the knowledge that it will for certain fail.
    If fear is your proof as you covey.
    Time is being wasted by your extended stay.
    Without any more duration in your delay I think their are somethings you must say.
    Please hurry and trust me it will be okay.
    For that pain you feel will wane.
    No matter if it is a rejection.
    The heart is still no longer being dissected.

    Great, Powerful, Emotional, Inspirational Poem.
    Keep up the such good writes.
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 23, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, October 24, 2011

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