with a heart as heavy as rock
And deep like nostalgic abyss
I write to you my laggard love

Do you remember that day?
You took that oath of commitment. That day you were let loose by your fosters.
To cling to your household.
After all struggles and hold backs
As you bragged to have learnt
How to marry and parent well.

But so egacious it be now
That you'er no near to the task
Since the day of your vow till date
This union has been in callow

See your chldren gulp wine of power. And staggar in avarice like a drunken urchin in the street.
Junta,partition and succession ambushed them and knocked them off balance.

Oh wazobia! my love
Ignorance and depravity have taken a heavy toll on them, our traitorous and indolent children
Their heritage abused like a
Maid servant in a LovePeddler house
Now the virile advocates for neo- colonialsm. No initiative except that might cow all try to milk down.

Your kinsmen that run to you for
Solace have all woken from sleep
And now your chldren run to
To them for asylum like a Lord in
A vassal's hut.

Annually our union festival we
Feast. With little or nothing to
Show for it. We've grown but yet
In callow. Yet to realize our oath
Of commitment.
Wazobia! Am no bare in shame desert.

Wazobia! Oh my ageless love
Ladies delight oh pigrims favorite
You who have all it takes to be a
Man. Wake up and chastise your
Children. Before the ocean of
Mediocrity drowns them up.

Or should we go back to them?
I mean our fosters that joined us
Never! I heared you shout
Then arise and exorcise this slumbery.
For with this our legs as thin as
That of a sickly mosquito
Even in centenary we would be no
Near to a mileage.

this is culled from my collection of poems. It was written to wish Nigerians happy independence and for reflection. Please Feel free to correct and support me. Thanks and Happy reading!

EJanni: with a heart as heavy as rock
And deep like nostalgic abyss
I write to you my laggard love

Do you remember that day?
You took that oath of commitment. That day you were let loose by your fosters.
To cling to your household.
After all struggles and hold backs
As you bragged to have learnt
How to marry and parent well.

But so egacious it be now
That you'er no near to the task
Since the day of your vow till date
This union has been in callow

See your chldren gulp wine of power. And staggar in avarice like a drunken urchin in the street.
Junta,partition and succession ambushed them and knocked them off balance.

Oh wazobia! my love
Ignorance and depravity have taken a heavy toll on them, our traitorous and indolent children
Their heritage abused like a
Maid servant in a LovePeddler house
Now the virile advocates for neo- colonialsm. No initiative except that might cow all try to milk down.

Your kinsmen that run to you for
Solace have all woken from sleep
And now your chldren run to
To them for asylum like a Lord in
A vassal's hut.

Annually our union festival we
Feast. With little or nothing to
Show for it. We've grown but yet
In callow. Yet to realize our oath
Of commitment.
Wazobia! Am no bare in shame desert.

Wazobia! Oh my ageless love
Ladies delight oh pigrims favorite
You who have all it takes to be a
Man. Wake up and chastise your
Children. Before the ocean of
Mediocrity drowns them up.

Or should we go back to them?
I mean our fosters that joined us
Never! I heared you shout
Then arise and exorcise this slumbery.
For with this our legs as thin as
That of a sickly mosquito
Even in centenary we would be no
Near to a mileage.

you wrote well. Just a little advice, work on imagery. And next time, make it rhyme at the coupling end. Romantic poems 'taste' better when rhymed.
Aside that, it was worth reading. I wrote a poem to "green' today as Nigeria's independence day. You can read it by checking my profile. Well done dear.

Ray360:
you wrote well. Just a little advice, work on imagery. And next time, make it rhyme at the coupling end. Romantic poems 'taste' better when rhymed.
Aside that, it was worth reading. I wrote a poem to "green' today as Nigeria's independence day. You can read it by checking my profile. Well done dear.

thank you very much for reading and for your advice. But the poem is not realy a romantic poem but a poem for Nigerians.

EJanni: thank you very much for reading and for your advice. But the poem is not realy a romantic poem but a poem for Nigerians.

the tone is somehow romantic. All thesame, well done!

I respect poets for one reason,they do the one thing I don't know how to do.
I write though rather scantily these days on almost a wide range of subjects.
As poems go though,I think you did ok.
My all time favorite has got to be Rudyard Kiplings' "If". It may not relate to you seeing as it talks about the expected behavior of a man especially as regards various aspects of life,but it does make for nice perusal.
By the way,I'd like if you could follow back,you seem like a smart person,here's me hoping I'm not wrong....

Auf Wiedersehen!

Nice job,..........keep it up