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A wondering dust
Splitting in the sky so high
Touch lightly by hands so fly
Bountiful in the world’s windbag
Dirt-free homicide, I roam
But wishing she recognize
Say more; make-out
With her white and blue vision
Wish she will neglect
The eye and dirt stories
Wish she could understand
Or stand on the things of her, I know…
Wishing I know ways
To clean-up and bunch a tot bag
Splitting in the sky so high
Touch lightly by hands so fly
Bountiful in the world’s windbag
Dirt-free homicide, I wish
I know ways to take her out
Away from this city
This city that kills me.
By Onyeche Vincent Onyeka
© 2011
https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
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Red-light
Red-light
Born by the roads of an unsteady traffic
Just a traveler moving-on searching for an affix
Engines rolling, sandals wearing, hooves tearing
Maybe to get a rest; I think after the next flick;
Daytimes and nighttimes on these roads dwells tragic.
Going to good end no matter what
These halts and stops are not from
Riders and drivers overtaking like magic
But chance has refuse a so needed kick;
Time is wasted while waiting for the changing lights.
Born by the roads of wonderful frantic
Hurry… speed up to beat the traffic
Deprived by limits, green light just went off
Maybe to be back, I think next minute
Engines switched-off as tires here are still.
Going to good end with a full headlight
An awkward moment, the world at a halt
Competition is iced up, don’t bother to key in
Riders and drivers overtake not like magic
Stiller time runs as eyes gaze the red blink.
By Onyeche Vincent Onyeka
© 2011 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
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Curl up in fear
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Dancing with someone new
Dancing with someone new
“Do you think you can steal my heart?”
She often ask
But no words to answer that
When she chose to be uphill height
No perfect words to describe her
Let her mirror do
But she kept standing before me
Smiling and asking, “How do I look?”
Her image in a frame
Is the love of an artist’s portrait
“Do you think you can steal my heart?”
I guess she’s dancing with someone new.
By onyeche Vincent Onyeka
© 2011 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
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Peerless Love
Peerless Love
I’ve never been touched
Like how he touches me
Slowly clutching my hips
Boasting my ego trips
From my eyes: peephole…
He sees deep into my soul
Knowing my all intents
He plays my cards against me
Untying my peplum, patting my tummy
Kissing madness to my brain, I need a lobotomy
Cannibalizing my lips
Resetting my hips
I adore how he cups me
With nerves, muscles and palms of pep
Overdose confusion he sets before me a labyrinth
Taking me to heaven pad-about with me on his feet
Then trenches to Kiva
Enveloping me like a letter.
By Onyeche Vincent Onyeka
© 2011 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
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Sorrowful Soul
Sorrows in my soul
Light shines only when I slumber at night,
Darkness darkens on my grassy lane on midday,
Should my quaking mind remain unproved?
Emotional shattered I kept rebounding
Distress of no essence
Honey sweetens and vinegar bitters
Of which is not an expressional of my pain inside
For grief and sorrow is too awful for words
Emotionally crippled, I dwell in pain
By Onyeche Vincent Onyeka
© 2009 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
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Drifting Love
Drifting Love
New and old
What an odd
Swaying towards another
Her spine swayback
She knows she’s a loser
She knows her shine’s dull
She knows her milk’s soured
But fights for what’s hers.
Screeching away
A screeching sound
Her spine swayback
Forever sworn now a swearword
New and old
He forgets her
“Swaying towards another
O… he forgot me”.
By Onyeche Vincent Onyeka
© 2011 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
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Showers of unfulfilled Desire
Showers of unfulfilled Desire
Showers of unfulfilled desire,
Emperor of ire
My most bitter fury.
Open red anger
Love-stone owner
All
I set my eyes on.
Promising,
Bright and beautiful.
Dreams, keen reality;
Welcome home
Casualty arrived,
My hope has set her eyes on setback.
Up,
Down.
I look lost in expectations,
I count moments of my
Unreliable tossed coin
I await for.
I know trust is dead,
Don’t remind me
My confidence is lost,
Dependence missing,
Faith gone astray,
Reliance lifeless,
Stock now mislaid
Hope is no where to be found.
By Onyeche Vincent Onyeka
© 2009 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
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Making love for the first time
Making love for the first time
Dreams becoming reality
Attractive appealing and enticing
So slow, sash and peplum untying
Scared, that know-how lacking
Sweet sanative stroke so agonizing
Satyr and virgin
So painful, yet complying
Derailing so… so deep and shallow
Busy hands bodies the pillow
So agonizing and penetrating
Same spirit stroking and sweating
Climax shaking, screaming and bleeding
Unforgotten this love’s so hurting
Chiefly; for the first time…
By Onyeche Vincent Onyeka
© 2011 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
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