Onyeche VinX Poetry

Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Welcome to my world of creative thinking. Where I write and publish daily poetry….


A poem a day, like an Apple; keeps the doctors away.


 – Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu


This is a blog, I personally tag as “talking to myself through poetry“. 

Hence the title; vinzpoetry.wordpress.com.


One funny thing about my struggle in life is as I am about to give up, there comes a drop of water on my tongue from no where, reviving me up back on my feet… #VinzSuccessStories

Vinz’s poems are compositions written in verse or stanza decorating and painting its ink by the use of imagery, metaphor and significant meter.
Poetry has become a part of me, a passion and a desire. It is an element that gets me going on while I face the beauty and ugly times of life. 

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You can forget me but don’t forget this very great quote of mine “for every foreign item is local in its home town hence originality is yours to pick!!” – Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu.

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Disclaimer:
Apart from the Ode compilations, all characters and events in these poems are fictitious and bear no resemblance to any person living or dead. Any similarity is purely coincidental and unintended.
The poems written by The Author is a property of the author and Vinz Poetry, hence they should not be transferred, printed, dubbed or copied into any media without appropriate approval by the author.

Title: Back in my Younger Days
Inspiration: Life.
Theme: Age
Back in my younger days..
In Ibusa, beside St. Augustine’s,

I will roll tires
In pants, half naked like ancients in the woods

I would play hopscotch and build mud houses
Drew on papers, cry till I choke or get mum’s attention

Afraid of the dark, frightened by strange tension
Bathed in the rain,

Innocent I was so please don’t mention.
I was full of watts,

I bet you I was an Eagle
I took pride in my ways, my home was my ego

‘Tech is coming’: who would believe if I had said so?
But hope it doesn’t seem like a very long time ago…

I fell in love with bright colors and smiling girls:
Big fact…

Electricity flowed through at skin contact
I was an elephant at same time small as an ant.

In such an innocent age…
Good times was what I was used to,

But now the air I inhale is lighter than it used to
No more flying urine and touching my toes while I stand

Is no longer as easy as it used to…
Current still flows, yet not through all lady’s hand

But only a few who makes me feel like child
For innocence vanished back in my younger days…

 

By Vincent Onyekachukwu Onyeche.

 

 

Title: Talking to myself
Author: Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
Link: Talking to myself

Hey! I know you are me, from the block
Same black leather, same soil and rock;
But I so don’t get it, in fact you suck…
All I want is a good reward and luck.

Hey! dear me, you are my only limitation
And obviously, my band of admiration;
Swinging from the ink of imperfections;
Scrawling from my mixed reactions.

Hey! I’m talking to you, put me in mind
As you seek intelligence, don’t be blind;
If it grows before it falls, then it is pride
Don’t be overambitious, make me proud.

Hey! life isn’t about bouquet of flowers
Neither about the toilets and showers;
Flushing and cooling my burning desire,
So perk me with an unquenchable fire.

Well good poetry will nourish your heart
Should love melt down, turn off the heat,
Right the wrong, as my defending knight;
Honor and remission; are the ways out.

We have seen through the lies and truth,
Did you plant this troublesome root…?
Don’t waste our carrots on a rabbit’s sight
To make it see clearer than an rivalry cat.

Wisdom isn’t all about going to schools
But about proper use of available tools;
Success isn’t about a perfect pull through
So don’t be scared to fall, dare to rise too.

We should be known, you are my kind,
Spirit and soul, I am your thinking mind;
Hello dear; just dare me, to my dire need
So I set it off, before I leave, this life I live.

By Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

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– Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu