My Adamma: A POEM

 

My Adamma

With big swinging hips

Succulent looking body

Adorable twinkling eyes

Lips coated with sugar and honey

A face carved in heaven

You re the perfect gift

 

My Adamma

The heart of warriors beat faster

At the mere sight of you

The envy of the village girls

The one who is called beauty

Even kings sing your praises

Champions kill each other for your attention

Poets mouth your praises

But like the Danube

You have remained my longest thought

 

My Adamma

I ᵃm but a mere boy

Out of a cluster of men

Why make me your target?

My house sits at the furthest bushy part

In the region of no hope

I dance in the corridors of poverty

Licking lollipop as food

I have no enclave decorated with gold

My house is made of mud and thatch roof

But I ᵃm blessed with the purest of hearts

My soul houses care and goodwill

My life speaks of humility

My world is nothing but simple

 

My Adamma

You make me shy

Your words give me hope

I ᵃm of the lowliest of men

Boasting of nothing but my handsomeness

You made me mighty

You are a Princess

Born of royalty

Commander of a great empire

Petted and washed with the purest of waters

Fed the most sumptuous of dishes

Honored, respected and worshiped

But I grace the opposite of these

With nothing to show

 

My Adamma

What will people say?

What will my fate be?

Now I sit in remembrance chair

A royal I have become

The king and commander of your heart

The owner of a great empire

 

Because you gave me life

A tear will drop not from your eyes

My life I give for your happiness

Your words my ears must command

Your kind heart I will flood with praises

Your whispers shall awake my thought

Because you are a goddess

The one who resurrected me

My beautiful ‘onyinye’

My Adamma.

 

 

*onyinye = gift

 

 

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A piece of creative writing bƔ

Alexander Thandi Ubani

A Poet, writer, Novelist and Thespian.

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8 thoughts on “My Adamma: A POEM” by thandiubani (@thandiubani)

  1. @thandiubani
    If she loves you, your state in life is the least in her world.
    Though yours is a lowly state, in her sight, a lofty mountain you are.
    Well written.

  2. Awwww…this kind woman na im we dey find jare. Beautiful on the outside and inside.

    Nice one.

  3. Sunshine (@nicolebassey)

    Lovely! consider rephrasing the line about lollipops, it doesnt go well with the picture of a poor rural guy. Very good. Well done.

  4. @Babalolaibisola, you are so so right…
    If she truly loves you, you will mean everything to her irrespective of your economic background.
    Thanks man.

    @chemokopi, my bro as you talk am na true…
    That’s all we want ooo…

    1. you are most welcome.

  5. @nicolebassey, thanks so much…
    I will do something about it,,,
    Have a most awesome day.

  6. Ha! This one na waya o. Even if the gal wowo, abeg may every man see his own Adanma in her eyes. Beauty on the in and out… No be all those ones wey go fine scatter, then their character would be too bad.

    Hope you read this to her?
    I’m with sunshine on the lollipop… Use kernels instead. Well done. $ß.

  7. @Bubblinna, yeah you are right.
    I didn’t read anything ooo
    She’s so so far away Α̲̅πϑ I don’t think that ᵃm gonna get †Φ her…
    Thanks

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