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Love circumstance
I met someone I like
I fought hard for attention
I got the red dislike
And a halt in motion.
I met someone like that
And played with mutual likes
Then interest grew tight
Now we are on maintenance.
I then came to realize
True love comes by chance
There might be truth in lies
Love exist in circumstance.
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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Sex: Good food
Do you know that
If you have sex
Infection must
Come along with it.
Do you know that
If you have sex
Pregnacy must
Come along with it.
Don’t be deceived;
You are no Ant
Doctrines have theirs
Feel free to chant
No crime in sex
It is all good
On a right time;
Don’t be frighten.
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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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The aborted child
I have a knife
That cuts me wide
I hung it by
The corridor
Same corridor
I walk barefooted
Naked as a child
Free as the wind…
Yet in a cage
Of my shadow
That never was
And never be…
The door to life
Opens to all
But we take side
Shutting the doors..
I am that child
Who never came
Because you flushed
Before I did.
Maybe my path
Would have brought eggs
A yoke that can
Transform the world.
Most time you pray
Another comes
Your womb you blocked
With my dried flesh
What do you gain
On shallow thoughts
You killed me for
Your own comfort…
I had my right
To truly taste life
But you once said
I am a cell…
The door to life
You place a knife
Yet you say; I…
Should have come out.
©2017 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Red kisses
On Christmas eve
My true love came
To me, on hills
Through the window
As we then hiss
We stole a kiss
Simple and sweet
As the moonlight
Intensifies…
Till we departed
There was so much
To say and brush.
©2017 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Love on Christmas Eve
White polo, blue jean, new and clean;
Your so sweet affairs ended nightmares
Deep wounds you repair while I stare
The skies had lights, fireworks that night
The Smirnoff you drank, I must be frank
Gave you a gaze of shinning rays.
We then drove down town without any frown
Sat behind beams; love as the theme…
I smiled sweet over your strange wonders
The day before; Jesus was born
Your love came to me melting my chill
Vibrating with joy inside me.
©2017 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Stolen kisses
I saw a treasure trove,
In the galaxies clove.
Sparkling as she rode
Breathless, my lungs close.
Her teeth is an alcove…
Her skin glitters like gold.
With a countenance of dove;
Drunk on my body soave
If love is ever true
She is like cloud so blue
Heads tucked in red
Underneath mistletoes
Kisses are often stole.
© 2017 vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Trick cyclist
At times I wonder why some Preachers
Stand on altars of fake sanctuaries
Performing miracles extorting masses
Aside religion, the politicians slit us
Dripping on golds, traders fool us
And we sort for solace in addictions.
Stripped by our faith, we apostatize
Witches we hung; yet our practice
Are worst; embracing witchcraft.
On shady soils of the trick or treat
We are hypnotized by trick cyclist
Who plays us by our dire needs…
Serving God by every which means
At times I wonder if good and bad;
In fear of things, we live in dreams.
©2017 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Sonnets: Well informed
Young man be bold and make moves
She sits beside your anticipations
Waiting to say, yes my dear
But you sit lamenting in fear
The Hawk wants to pick a lifeless
Bird, in hurry makes miss and mess
Do you know why life is hard?
We worry a lot about good and bad
Things in others yet we are worst
We ask for patients and we get
A long endless queue at the bank
Life is easy if worries are blank
Young lady be free, give him a hand
Most times we act by how well informed.
©2017 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Posthumously
If home is where we were before
Before we were birthed on earth
Are there things to write home about
When we are lonely in the dust
The lions, the whales, the birds, the ants
We speak for each and we debate
We duck no head, we win all fights
It seems we knew all that we learnt
Now that the dark has hit the lamp
And the Sun has refuse to shine
Under the dark black umbrellas
The only day the world loves us
Where will all that we learnt be stored
Mistakes we made, do we retake?
Knowledge pass degenerates
Humans know not in a real sense.
©2017 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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