Raffia Poems - Poems about Raffia

... In ancient land, —A realm of kings and queens, A tale of courage, sacrifice, and love, unfolds unseen. A noble hunter, —Moremi, with heart of lion’s might, Became the cherished queen of Od......Read the rest...

...We dwelt together, one hand on a door handle. Keeping rooms --- a semi-settled living, parents still squatting in our heads, rent due spaces, red buses passing below or above, according to what......Read the rest...

...SATIRICAL: SATIRIZED EUPHONY Hissed her path to say No As amulet dangled on her' dandled Tis so sweet to trail the forlorn As no help came to a hearty hut On the rafter was a treasure kept ......Read the rest...

...Why do these guys quit before seventy? After achievements Life on Earth empty! There was to be a Macgregor Laird: Before sixty-one years to rest laid... For my avid interest in History, I coul......Read the rest...

...*SON OF NOBODY* I was born in the Trenches In the walls and roof with no fences Drank from the seasonal rivers Trust me we knew no povereties We labour to live and not to gather properties......Read the rest...

...An hour before dawn, the market people arrive then settle like nestling birds beside the Ping river. Girls squat over large straw hats, hats brimful of dried chilies or small freshwater fish.......Read the rest...

...The Human Eye, too, needs feeding, The Screen, too, not Textbooks reading; Things that translate into Thriller Or-does it matter? – Time Filler I myself would itch for Horror And, if I can’t rea......Read the rest...

...Eyes of The Baffled; His voice he muffled, Feet no more shuffled; He had felt ruffled. A friend has been killed: An Ending long willed, For he had been billed And warned would be stilled, ......Read the rest...

...2. Title : Sofiya Lovely, lovely so cute oh! 'Racemose' Pinky lips, almondsized eyes even mock to rose. In your vocal have a sweetness as 'Raffia' You're only my dream girl oh! Sofia. You'r......Read the rest...

...Like a burst of confetti They erupt into the corner store. Tanned, long legged, Laughing and pushing each other. They toss their sun-bleached hair And glance around to see If people are watchin......Read the rest...

...Built with the measurement of The Alive For those once here but no longer thrive; One J saw for a dog that didn’t ask for interment And it was some lavish entertainment! In the past, bamboos st......Read the rest...

...Those days..... When men didn't attempt to cage the lion, Domesticate the cobra or try to play god Those days when men didn't dog breed, cat breed, Moon walk or day dream Nature wouldn't bark ......Read the rest...

...An hour before dawn, the market people arrive then settle like resting birds beside the Ping river. Girls squat over large straw hats, hats brimful of dried chilies or small freshwater fish. ......Read the rest...

...Memories of those nights at Ekpoma Cling on to my dreams like bees to raffia palm Seeking for food to be produced The Muse said we left many issues unresolved While we sat around the well at my......Read the rest...

...They are not from Chiang Mai, they are a tribal people who speak a hill language. They ride through the night on bicycles to settle at dawn beside the Ping River. Girls' unroll rattan mats s......Read the rest...