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Baby Shower

Well some friendships, are more like bloods
Thicker than water; sweeter than sugar.

My dear sweet friend; you are adoring
Lovely pretty daughter, turning mother

Blunt; no pretend were all funs we had
Truth and the dare; running from a beer.

Glad and privileged to be your friend
Distinction you are, beauty with brains

You are a gem, and a virtuous woman
Surely you have something golden in you,

Something to treasure, never a chaste
From actions and humps; God bless your bumps.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Heart and soul of pain

Lotion of my sublime silk smooth skin
Smooth as a baby’s bottom, it was

I’ll love you forever and a day
We said; till we no longer recall.

We once lived right there, but not anymore
Now what next! Got me wobbled in fear;

Every now and then, it came in glimpses
Till it disappeared, like smokes in air

Sweet memories grew like a pair
Of specs, every day inside my head.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Ended there

We were love birds wearing smile
Dancing our way to the aisle
We took an oath; till we die.
And I felt, so filled and round
Pretty was more like it sound
But it ended; there, on that ground

The ribbons flied all over town
Looking gorgeous, she knelt down,
Angelic without a frown
And I felt, so filled and round
Pretty was more like it sound
But it ended; there, on that ground

With an hankie on her arm
Love a seed, we sowed in farms
Harvest stores, silos and barns
And I felt, so filled and round
Pretty was more like it sound
But it ended; there, on that ground

She fed me like my mother
Calmly I placed an order
Until there was no hunger
And I felt, so filled and round
Pretty was more like it sound
But it ended; there, on that ground

We then kissed oils off our lips
Until our brains, rolled and flipped
On that day she made me trip.
And I felt, so filled and round
Pretty was more like it sound
But it ended; there, on that ground

So my lovely dear, be nice
On D’day and in our house
Give me a love, we made plans
And I felt, so filled and round
Pretty was more like it sound
But it ended; there, on that ground.

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>Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Sonnets: Blue eyeballs

Your sky blue eyes, turns me on
You are a being, super born

In your gaze, dwells love portions
Blinking out, guilty pleasures.

Sunsets with good intention
Showing soul, heaven’s treasures.

Bunch of roses, pure emotion
In your eyes, I see passion

Innocence, beautiful fun
Dashing cold, clogging visions

And your gaze, leaves a notion
Going places I can’t mention

Moist blue, like heaven lotions
So awesome in definitions.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Destiny choice

I have journeyed and toured
Into rooms of multiple doors
Future is a pregnant whore
Sorry for the words that I pour
Exposure births such odor
But I know, greatness I am for.

Destiny is a glamour
Frankly, I don’t know which door
That she will choose to come from
Nor her color, size, shape and form
I am in the midst of all
Observing all and doing chores

I have journeyed and toured
Into rooms of multiple doors
Future is a pregnant whore
Sorry for the words that I pour
Till I know the very door
That she decide to come out from.

©2017 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Your art

Your rare
Spectrum of lights
Interacts
In commune
With beauty
And brains intact,

Just like
Kids to cartoons
The good thing
About art
Is that yours
Brings good fortune.

I’m not
Saying this to
Impress you
But painting
Your portraits
Just as you are.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Even Angels earns their wings

Hey, trouble has its space in time
There are sandy soils even slimes

Praying against tides is not all
Pledging blood and sweats, kicking ball

Is a trick to tackle the tides
So identify your strongest sides

There are starts and ends; remember
January comes from December

Crafty hands made flying kites
The Angels wings are also earn.

©2017 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Peace, Pure, Bold

Peace is upon a room
That kicks against doom
The owls and flying brooms
And the minds of heavy loads.

©2017 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Golden prints

Sit upright,
Be focused
Stay uptight,

Be not forced
Against will
Take a stand

Make a drill
So to find
Lovely path,

For a niche
Make a fight
With a wish

Sit uptight
Do not sleep
Leave behind

Foot to find
Golden prints
On time’s sand.

©2017 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Queen of hearts

You are the Queen of hearts
Secrets of a tycoon
A sweet refreshing breath
The air in a balloon
A whirling pleasant sight,
Ones come, in a blue moon.

©2017 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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