what's good room?
the number is going down,
sorry Mac and I left the room.
I don't know why I'm kind of ,
I use to waqnt to spend the whole day wanting to get on nairaland, into the joint, check a friend's profile and ,
But, it's all changing.
I'll come back on someday,
For Saintsam, Somegurl, Nilla, Mukina, my bro Mac, Genial; the joint men.
Now, I'm just thinking,
I'm working on 'Friends' for now,
When i get on, when i get back,
It'll be here.
Will miss the joint.

Davidylan,

I love your  "goodbye little girl".

Oh oh, everyone is leaving
Well it was fun while it lasted.
And it was nice meeting all of you.
So i guess its time for goodbyes. . .


_{*tears dried*}
Adiós

hi nilla,thanks alot 4 ur compliment. u r cool

hello saintsam,wat page is ur riddle on

Hey,franc,I will miss ya.

Is Nnilla going too? who is goin to judge and critize my poems? i will miss u.

moremia,my riddle is in the poem,the titled "THE TREE AND I" I asked a question in that poem.Do u think u know the answer? lets see. the poem is on page 12.

thanks saintsam it was straight 4m my heart.

moremia:

hi nilla,thanks alot 4 your compliment. you're cool

your welcome dear.

saintsam:

Is Nnilla going too? who is goin to judge and critize my poems? i will miss u.

i'll still comment.

Franc, Gwatala pointed me towards your poem. It seems you tried to lend him your voice. Thanks to you. But I'm waiting for Gwatala's own now.

OK Nnilla

Angelstone,u are welcome.

hi saintsam,d poem is cool
i might b wrong but i think d answer is
a very big tree in d forest

moremia:

hi saintsam,d poem is cool
i might b wrong but i think d answer is
a very big tree in d forest

:DMOREMIA u made me laugh,of course it is quite glarin from the poem that it is a tree,but the tree was used metaphorically,now thats a clue,think hard girl.

HEY SAMBEST DONT LAF AT ME O
I GUESS GOT CARRIED AWAY BY D POEM DAT I 4GOT DAT I ACTUALLY SAW D WORD 'TREE' THERE
OK
COULD IT B AN OLD PERSON WHO IS ALREADY BLIND AND BED RIDDEN
AND D BRANCHES REPRESENTS D CHILDREN AND GRAND CHILDREN?

Moremia,i like u,u know y? cuz u aint givin up.hmmmmm,think more harder,u are gettin closer,it is not an old man,think harder girl,or should i giv out the answer?

is it a fruit 4rm a tree?

moremia,am in the floor rollin with laughter,u got close to it, and now u are far from it.take ur time or maybe i should say d answer.

[center]' Franc '

The journey began after a ritual,
A session I'm ignorant of its details,
Done enough to cause procreation,
The beginning of a Nigerian,
An embryo.

My home was constantly warm,
But I adapted and evolved,
A foetus in a lonely world,
A big-headed evolving creature,
Fed constanly in its sleep

My development stopped my host's monthly flow,
It got her infected with a morning sickness,
Made her urinate more often,
As the belly started to protude,
And her breasts bigger in anticipation of me.

By the fifth month or so,
I became bigger and clever,
I could move out of discomfort;
When hungry,
I kicked if our reservior was empty.

During the ninth month,
I became really restless,
An ungrateful rebel who wanted a spacious home.
My activities led to contractions,
the beginning of labour.

On a twelfth of October,
After hours of contractions, labour and 'push',
A regretful rebel in wails,
An end with a tedious new beginning.[/center]

saintsam, your riddle - are you a clone


franc,
your "Franc" is a nice one.
now we know your bday .
I thought you left

[center]' The Quest '

I've walked quite a distance,
Miles apart from peers through thoughtful strides,
Only the physical is left in attendace,
A protracted soulful ride,
Not just a cursory mobile glance.

As I open-up doors,
I walk through characters,
A search for the humane of course,
Those likeable to stars,
Your strenght when life gets so dark and tortous.

Through doors, my thoughts continue to surge,
Luscious personalities with standards but without shoulders,
No where to lean when it's but that urge,
What circumstances leave you when in shudders,
An inevitable crutch.

My peers jolt me out of that end,
But I've seen enough to know who to call a friend,
Just enough to begin a new search,
Like an eagle in search,
Flying until it finds the very best tree to perch. [/center]

And he is back with a bang.
Can't believe that Nilla is gone.
Mac, Somegirl and Genial?
Lets make it last for long,
I'm really sorry for wanting to leave,
I'm addicted to this and I won't be>
Lets make it real again.
Bring me on when u need me .
All new members,
You're in for the poetic ride of a lifetime.
Welcome onboard.

franc1982:

And he is back with a bang.
Can't believe that Nilla is gone.
Mac, Somegirl and Genial?
Lets make it last for long,
I'm really sorry for wanting to leave,
I'm addicted to this and I won't be>
Lets make it real again.
Bring me on when u need me with 08051792651
All new members,
You're in for the poetic ride of a lifetime.
Welcome onboard.

i'm  not gone. well at least not yet.
i left because you guys left.
When you come back i'll be back 
Make sure you bring back mac

@ franc,
i love your "the quest" poem. so am i one of your friends

"BOO!"

_{*hands her a paper bag*}

''Now breathe. . ."

macalurs:

"BOO!"

_{*hands her a paper bag*}

''Now breathe. . ."

still cannot

hi saintsam,
the answer certainly has to b an old person cos i can think of a better answer

moremia,let me giv u a clue,the object is rooted to one place like a tree and tossed about to anywhere the winds blows.the next time i would provide the answer.

@nilla
thanks for the compliment.
I'll try bringing him back.
I love that guy.
I'm very careful with the word 'friend' now,
But u still are,
A nice one at that.
Thanks for making me want to get better.

This poem is dedicated to franc,just to welcom u back.



HUGS



It's wondrous what a hug can do
A hug can cheer you when you are blue
A hug can say "I LOVE YOU SO"
Or, "Gee, I hate to see you go"

A hug is, "Welcome back again!"
And "Great to see you soon!"
Or "Where've you been?"

A hug can soothe a small child's pain
And bring a rainbow after rain
The HUG! There's just no doubt about it
We scarcely could survive without it

No longer do you have to worry
For a hug is the way to say "I'm sorry"
A hug delights and warms and charms
It must be why we all have arms

Hugs are great for fathers and mothers
Sweet for sisters, as well as for brothers
Chances are some favorite aunt
Loves them more than potted plants

Kittens crave them
Puppies love them
Heads of State are not above them

A hug can break the language barrier
And make the dullest day seem merrier
No need to fret about the store of em'
The more you give, the more there are of 'em

So stretch those arms of urs franc,Nnilla,moremia,and others without delay and
GIVE ME A HUG TODAY!

Not bad for ur age,
I like it.
U sure will get lots of them from me, anytime anyday.
can u do something for me?
can u write a poem about ur night?
really want to see how creative u are.

OK
I GIVE UP