Ebi Robert

Rookie - 124 Points [THE LORD OF INK] (6 feb 1990 / PORT HARCOURT (Niger Delta))

Ebi Robert Poems

1. Nembe Sea 10/29/2009
2. Emo My Princess. 10/29/2009
3. The Wizard Code. 11/14/2009
4. Thank You. 11/23/2009
5. Oh! Her Pretty Self. 12/9/2009
6. Sea Soul. 1/11/2010
7. Lost. 1/21/2010
8. To Peomhuters. 1/30/2010
9. The Poet Of Yen. 2/12/2010
10. Queen Fara. 2/16/2010
11. Timeless Love 2/16/2010
12. Return Of Ancient Angel. 3/6/2010
13. Nua 5/10/2010
14. My Unicorn 5/10/2010
15. Demestrius The Vintner 5/10/2010
16. Pham 6/9/2010
17. Song Of A Jewel 6/10/2010
18. Smile Of The Sun 7/5/2010
19. 'Streamer On Icicle' 2/15/2011
20. One Love Question 2/18/2011
21. Planet Of Girls 3/25/2011
22. On Top Mount Zion 3/25/2011
23. The Whıte Pen Of Kala Dın 6/13/2011
24. Nigerian Girl Ii 6/27/2011
25. The Lord Of Ink 8/25/2011
26. Sward Of Ages 8/29/2011
27. Burning From A Candle Light 8/29/2011
28. Roman Rooms 9/10/2011
29. Mars Messiah 9/10/2011
30. Eye Rainbow 9/10/2011
31. Eden's Game 9/21/2011
32. Love 9/26/2011
33. Wisdom In Darkness 9/10/2011
34. Beat The Beast 11/18/2011
35. The Rise And Fall Of Ijaw-Kiri 1/11/2012
36. The Woman On Wet Cloth 1/11/2012
37. Two Doves Of The Ark 1/11/2012
38. The Green Lights Of Fairies 4/12/2012
39. Dark Road 4/30/2012
40. Fairies' Lamp 4/30/2012
Best Poem of Ebi Robert

A Love Mathematics

Before me is a sum
and the mathematics is on my shoulder.
Minus, minus, plus, minus, minus, plus
is the formulae.

How do you win the heart of a virgin girl?
All you have to do is sing a love anthem
and recite the pledge.
Thus it goes,
‘if you find her romantic eyes skipping your eyes, find a rose.
And when your rose finds out she wears a heart
be sure there is a kind of man she likes'.

Maybe he's the kind who sings like a Nightingale
and calls her name in every rhyme.
Maybe he's the kind who smiles all time
and sweet in touch as a ...

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The Wizard Code.

There is no face between,
The serials, and snakes
The same is the same.

Into setiments and sacrements,
The altar bleeds.
On the necks of preachers and,
Holy doors.One only talk.

Written without hands and chalks.
On the heads of beloved
Many bloody wizards.
Talks with fire tongues.

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