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Delilah! Delilah!
Delilah! Delilah!
Bring no shaves to the condo
It is so unsafe for the secrets down my hairs
Delilah! Delilah! Delilah…
Look outside the window
Many philistines wait
Bring me no afterglow
Bed and battle keep our love lockdown
My mistress against my prowess
O, I’m at war…. O Delilah!
Many philistine await
Look outside the window
Don’t make me feel down and out
Don’t make me go down in the mouth
Don’t be another Adams’ eve and apple
Delilah! Delilah! Delilah
Let go my Amazon; Let go my hairs
Just look outside the window
Many philistine await
Await the death
The death of Delilah’s Sam.
By Onyeche Vincent Onyeka
© 2011 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
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Tales Of A Wife: Her Undies
Her underwear is like Venus-fly-trap
Boys’ even girls are insects
The banquets table never empty.
Her underpants as white as Vega
Attractive special sacred like Veda
Sands of time thus forbids her
Skinny t-shirts, transparent skirt
Aroused a non-wood must surely be
Sands of time says she is death-defying
Her undies as hot as the afternoon sun
Red-chilies; demanding like bitter stout
Many been there like waves and ripples
If only they could speak…
The reverberation of the owls
Are signs of death.
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Duchess 1: Esther and I
How come we’re still alive?
After no count poison-pen
Union of no anniversary but dungeon
When did it start when would it end?
How come we stayed alive?
After many bombs dwelling hearts in
Bees hive, self-inflating scares on oneself
Want it broken; sacred to let it bend
How come we faked and jive?
Saying we don’t care
Yet we pay attention honeyed and dulcet
When would we be frank and kill pretends?
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Tales Of A Wife: Shrieks
Shrieks of my laughters
The daughters of a dye
Pretty wings that fly
Up in the sky
With a screeching happy-cry.
Always got me
Gazing up the sky
Not just the sky
But the unseen skit
Skit in the blue-sky.
Undisputed beauty of facts
Most gorgeous and fine
Pretty wings of a fly
If you don’t notice
You most be blind.
I dwell under such passion
Beautiful cloud of affection
Blue affectionate infection
Poisoned I am
Paramedics found no solution
Witch-doctors foresaw its function
Spotless pretty winged
Flapping out such colours
Not one in a million
But one in a lone, guess its unique.
This beautiful
Is what everybody would place
As an order
The shrieks of my laughter
After you no other.
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Doctors’ Report on Our Love
This is a short story of an impossible love which is neither theirs nor the doctor’s but their blood genotype. He tries to explain the reasons as said by the doctor hoping she would understand.
Doctors’ Report on Our Love
You know that I need you
Like hearts do blood
But…:
Don’t ask me “why the but”
For genotype forbids us
Passion yes do,
But… for our kindred sake
Doctors say;
Let’s make this union fake.
Please buy and stop this fight,
You’re my air, girl, I breathe you
But…:
Stop picking and throwing dishes at me
Just let defiance go
Defend our honor, protect no pride
This good advice I hate too
Doctors say;
Let’s make this union fake.
By Onyeche Vincent Onyeka
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Silence
Silence
There come a time
In a fearful moment
After the talk silence is observed
And there come a time
When to kill pride and shame
Though a difficult rocket launch
All in silence, they off their robes
Orally they never say it is time
Indeed the contact brings a speech
With sweat dripping, they are numb
Lots of calories lost
Each reasons a different technique
Next time they rally
The only judge is the bed
The bedbugs could sue them
But it is a silent creature.
By Onyeche Vincent Onyeka
© 2011 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
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Dreams are maps
Dreams are maps
When I wake up in the morning
All I have to do I’ve seen
…Especially; all pressing needs.
But which way does it come
…Direct or indirect?
Mostly I can’t dodge
Perhaps destiny’s drawn plot
When I make mistakes
None is too big to pull through
…Especially; if I slept well …a night before.
When I have a goal,
I call it a goal
Only,
…When I dreamt or see a vision.
By Onyeche Vincent Onyeka
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Save Me; Nigeria
Save Me; Nigeria
Have you ever tasted pains
Nor swallowed suffering like pills
On an empty plate?
If you haven’t: thank God for your position…
Laziness not the chief hitch of my people
Civil-rights dished out our meals in a broken pot
Our leaders and dogs are not peerless
Equality, ask not why but why not.
Their only truth is good mourning
However, check your watch.
Our oil-well Judas thirty pieces of silver
Pocketing poverty, ask not why but why not.
Brothers, sisters and parents
Mar and scar my able-flesh
This nation is a no Hamlet
Save me… Aso Rock
Biggest amongst the west
Yet,
Our leaders prowl misjudging
The prowlers as innocent
The prince of Hamlet
Now goes outside his assignment
Save me;
Mother democracy is dead.
By Onyeche Vincent Onyeka
© 2011 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
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Tales Of A Wife : Sheila
Sheila
When I saw her during the winter
Tucked-in thick big hood-sweater
Casual like a tweedier
The inner-me said she glitter
Looked her dead in the eyes, only to get fever
Smiles of a newborn, I could shiver
Anticipation worsen the cold in winter
Weather was harsh, no fast coming summer
Mere hearing her name tongues twister
Haler: I forever dwell in favorable fever
Her caress an essential sweaty tummler
Job well-done sweepback in my locker
Soft skin like vela “what a twofer”
Sweet-talk and touch I feel a toddler
When I saw her during the summer
In beauty-upholster
I realized the reasons God rested on the seventh day.
By Onyeche Vincent Onyeka
© 2011 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
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