Ebi Robert

Rookie - 28 Points (6 feb 1990 / Yenagoa(Niger Delta))

Limit Of My Lips - Poem by Ebi Robert

The sky burns with light when the cloud is morning.
A light that has slept all the dark that spread free.
The dawn would be blessed with a dew of kisses.
The dark would make bed from the sheet silence sleeps.

The forest will sound with the music of wild.
But though they are not pleasant sound.Through the wild.
But the grand hand of green will appreciate a life,
that has filled it with dreams.
The fishes will swin for the courage of sea
has kept them with water so friendly.
The butterfly will fly with butters of fly
till she fall off her wing.

O' the garden will guard the beauty of roses.
A plant that has lived before lovers days.
The frangrance that fly in the wind of roses.
The nose that will air
and the fing that will tip
the birth of the beam.
Through the shadows of lips.
O' my lips can not preach all eyes sees!

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Comments about Limit Of My Lips by Ebi Robert

  • Rookie - 0 Points Margaret Beil (1/9/2012 11:38:00 AM)

    This is a lovely poem Ebi with lots of imagery. The dawn will be blessed with a dew of kisses beautiful :) (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 3,696 Points Dave Walker (1/8/2012 9:31:00 AM)

    A beautiful poem, great work. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 8, 2012



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