Best Lovegreen Poems
LOVE ON NET
Nigeria’s a jungle though
There’s a fairy
She’s my first love on net
Magamathy.,the sweetest
She must be a bud
Blooming across lush green leaves
I feel the throb of her petals
Rippling like breasts
Black though,shining
Must be a bead of diamond
Makes a priceless necklace
Around my Yahoo page
Her fingers make a sieve
To compose the best words
For a stranger friend
Truly she’s borderless love
She has wings
I need no Air bus
Must she fly to catch me on
As I log on
We row in Chad
Fish in mangroves
Sleep in savannah
Scout along the Adamawa
Bathe at Niger delta
Roam in Abuja
Chat n laugh in Hausa-English
Kiss green and peace
Once a centre of slave trade
Now hers a federal state
She cherishes freedom
Finds humanity ever on line
As I bid good bye
I fly saffron ,green ,white
She kisses hers with crimson lips
A heart in the tricolour, I discover
We fly in air ,live air—
An illimitable life;
Dear, air unseen
Means life seen.
She is everything I need to know,
My life, my love, my one and only;
The green garden full of flawless flowers:
She is graced with a gorgeous garment,
My life, my love, my one and only;
Bright, bold, blessed and beautiful,
She is graced with a gorgeous garment,
Charming and cheerful, so full of fun,
My life, my love, my one and only:
The green garden, full of flawless flower,
Bright, bold blessed and beautiful;
She is everything I need to know.
Passions of a Peahen
“Love”; said the Peacock
“Asks many things of you;
“Should you in your plumed and feathered finery
“Feel the deep shades colour
“And a thousand eyes
“Spread vibrant, valiant
“To look at you
“Questioning dark blue, green shimmer, purple wave
“And violet sigh
“To stand forth
“And display
“Attest to what loves animal courtship
“Sires in your veins
“Do you contain this courageous, asked the Peacock
“Do you have the bravery to lift aloft
“And resplendent of love
“Shine out
“Though your colours may pick a different hue
“Still does its tint imbue you
“Do you have the stoutheartedness
“On an open field
“And does your call
“Issue from exultant throat
“The proud cry of your enamoured heart
“Here; said the Peacock
“I am in heat again this day
“And for many days have I stood here rampant
“My love she lingers yonder
“In those hills
“Camouflaged in the beguiling green stems of love
“She is worm picking at her desires
“See; I shall turn her head
“And capture the brown sensual auburn promises of her splendour
“From her busy infatuations with the ground
“And show her the folly of loves dream in life
“Lived that life without meaning
And with this the Peacock lassoed the sunlight
And shimmered pearls mother
Of darker shade iridescence
Opening the eyes fan tail of love
Perched his desire
On a high called cry
Fluffed and feathered thus he said
“I am a picture of natures painted passion my love
“And see
“I have turned my Peahens head
Even the ground looks cold.
Your left hand wanders like a rabbit
nipping for green things in a dreamscape.
It looks like a hermit crab
on an ice floe in a conch shell.
I will just lay here anesthetized.
My knee swells in its cast like a rock in a bonfire.
We can go out soon and see all the mittens
and things we lost in the yard!
My palm’s tender tongue can not wait;
I hug you but you frown.
I hope you are sleeping.
It's morning and there is a trench in the yard
that was not there yesterday.
Your tires must have cut it sometime last night
when you left with your reasons.
A rabbit wanders through it like a tiny glacier.
It isn't able to find any green things.
The whole time I watch it my palm licks the heart-shaped wound
you scratched into my coffee table.
Her eyes, lips and dainty nose, a delightful vision to know,
Tightly flowing locks of hair, such entrancing colored locks,
Adorned in shades of green, her earthly spring allure in glow,
Her pale skin seems chilled slightly from the past seasons blocks.
Upon her glory, she wears nature’s colors of every shade so bold.
Flowers, leaves of many species, proudly displayed as crown.
Her body reclusive in her adornment of sage green attire in fold,
Hands so delicate and clutching her garb of green and brown.
Her eyes stare outward as warning, with such honesty beheld.
Lips painted with creamy delight, perfection is all her own.
Cheeks imprinted with the blush that her convictions compelled.
Branches of nature embrace each part, which her soul will condone.
Her precious name of springtime plays upon this fairies repose.
Forever within your mind, her image imprinted as a beautiful rose.
Come my darling the rose is in bloom,
Treasures of springtime bountifully strewn;
The air is so soft and crystal the streams,
And the sky rides high in sunlit beams.
Let us go down to the fresh dark shades,
Where feet find rest in cool green glades;
Where elfin sprites chant evening hymns,
And shadows dance with careless whims.
When you grow tired I'll find you a bed,
With silver green mosses to cushion your head;
And there is the place I will rest at your feet,
While I pledge my love too oft to repeat.
So happy I look and gently I'll sigh
That you might think of a kiss passing by;
And I'll reach out to draw you near me,
To hold you close for all eternity.
Meeting first though through a screen,
Eyes of brown saw eyes of green.
Then the sense of love was known,
Between eyes of green and eyes of brown.
The years that followed were serene,
For eyes of brown and eyes of green.
Then cruel fate began to frown.
On the eyes of green and eyes of brown.
Great distance now there was between.
Eyes of brown and eyes of brown.
Tears of sadness now poured down,
From eyes of green and eyes of brown.