Am Ejalonibu Abraham, am 23-year-old boy, am native of Osun state but living at Ibadan. I went to Life-Line in my primary school, Loyola college in my secondary school day. I finished my secondary 2007. Am studing LLB LAW in National Open University Of Nigeria. more »
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Ejalonibu Abraham Poems
When the head of warrior were called The axes must be strike Iku Ooo! Author and finisher of the grave
Love Is Painful
Love is painful When i remember my love It turned me to dove And make me to fool
Strong Feeling For Her
First time i sighted My eyes on her, She looked like a site that cite good example to me. Her love to me started Like little dropp of water, Little grain of sand,
Acoustic from her heart shows from her lips Smile that speaks millions of reasons. Her sooth-lips mirrored vision Clear luminous like light sparkle.
Sound of war
... Bum! Bum! Bum! Sound of war it's like the roaring of a lion
Lion In A Cage
Lion in a cage Flies his wings in his age Display his heart on stage Make the cosmos to change
In her lips i see my heart beating, In her eyes i see my love breathing, In her skin see the blue blood passing through my veins, In her heart i see cupid arrow flying.
Men In Black
Men in black Bitterness in their bank Store jasper in the bank Utter in reek
Her voice lifted souls, She has beauty fair skin That can candidly make men to sin. Her luscious lips make my heart fly,
Then they are bunch of Mzee, But now, they have piece into sleaze. They believe we are Distopped by curaco
When am ill
When am ill, I view little of my future On my sick bed,
Because I'm speechless...
Because I'm speechless... I miss you and i Stand behind you Always in you shadow,
I Miss You
My milch is totally glues, With tongue in venom steep'd When my eyes is closed. My eyes flow of tears like ceaser's blood
Night Of Bliss
How long am waiting for the night? When the candle of love will light The red colours will bright And flowers in her right
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When the head of warrior were called
The axes must be strike
Author and finisher of the grave
The god-father of wilderness.
His voice truly intimidating
When he roars, silence goes to the wilderness
Voice sound like thundercap had shattered the calm of the sky.
Eyes are like serving-dishes
And like fierce of fire,
Teeth were like a lion's fangs and crimson red.
He builds his house on flesh
Decorated with pillar of bones,
The advocate of OLODUMARE.
His action turn to tear
Making yam become ashes
after the yam ...