Ebi Robert

Rookie - 84 Points (6 feb 1990 / Yenagoa(Niger Delta))

Ancient Angel - Poem by Ebi Robert

Ancient Angel.
Whose white hair white upon a wine
White where which was
gentle of the voice who warns
white of the flush of her coil
Long of the length of her lock

Naked of the bones of her mind
And j-ling of the ivory of her pin
Whose worthy of the code of her keep
strings of the rope of her gown
sojourning the folds of her cute flown
That keeps a wave upon her arm

Her titling ears whisks a little

To her chattering shrine of grease.

Comments about Ancient Angel by Ebi Robert

  • Rookie - 3 Points Shouvik Roy (5/8/2014 11:43:00 PM)

    haha...what a jingling rhythm bro! (Report) Reply

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  • Freshman - 885 Points Kaila George (6/13/2012 8:41:00 PM)

    Once again brillant...very clever how you worded it.....10+++ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Oreoluwa Temmy (11/18/2011 10:09:00 AM)

    nice poem
    keep it up (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 123 Points Efe Benjamin (10/2/2011 1:48:00 AM)

    great poem my friend (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 16, 2010

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