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Value of time

I have always wondered
Why dry barks are harder

And rapport regenerates
Not until I had a skate…

And lost it on the road
Only to find it years later

Then I comprehened words
And understood facts that,

Old flames shines brighter
Because of the values of time.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Itself

Are you tired of many trials
Do not jettison efforts
Irrespective of the size

If failure is termed itself
Success is like a phoenix
It is birthed from itself.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

No Roses

I know your worth
It is a gold
Royal and just
So majestic


Your fragile heart
Do not deserve
Anything not
Brand new and real.


So I mould me
From ashes and clays
Using bloods from past
Heartbroken life…


Yes I love you
But I can not
Come up with roses
Saying I do.


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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Mine all through

If I were you,
I will hold on,
To all I have,

You are my new
Fresh morning dew
If I were you,

I would know that,
The old firewood,
Burns brighter too,

These your friends,
Are just envious,
Do not listen,

They are critics,
I will hold you,
As mine all through.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

The community

It is eternity
That binds a community
Not just you and I
That grace its sands
But the love we drop as dust.

Love is full not void
I call emptiness
A large hollow pride
Lets swallow it
And then hold hands.

Sheild your swords
Disengage your bombs
Life is our common fight
We will vanquish
If we save a life.

Not quenching lights
With shadows bright;
Life is a community
We should be its fun
Not just a borrowed life.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Stars upsidedown


Between the hills
And floating trees


Up in the sky;
We find the stars.


All inner flames
Of every man


Misunderstood
As bad firewood


Shinning out bright
With every light


Whose rays are made
Relentlessly.


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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Paradise Love

There is this safe harbor
Shy of intelligent falling
To be filled with her perfumes
And the charm of her smile

So I shall keep her safe in me,
Not because she says I am smart;
But because she completes me
In this paradise of safe haven.

©2018 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Ebonite


Heart is a rubber, love is a fire
Oh what a name, we call a flame
Filled of sulfur, but iced as fur.


Set me ablaze for my bad gaze
Love is a spot, a melting pot
For all genres to harmonize


But in that pot I have been burnt
Turned into ash by harsh, rough patch
Hoping to find love that is blind…


But got a wink and a long kick
In the blue Ocean of passion
Where it all cease along the breeze


Burnt by another bolt of a thunder
As the rubber melts in the fire
It seemed to be an unending thing


Until she came in, sweet and clean
Gently unwound, the love I found
From ebonite; rubber I made.


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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Poem’s Poetry Poet


In the belly of an art
Mixing great stuffs in sounds or sight


Poems are but a pool of blood
That flows from umbilical cord.


In labour room with midwives
Pushing out an entire new life


Poetry is a mother’s vein
A melting pot with so much brain


Shedding for the lo and hi
Whispering please stop, with a sigh


While the Poet is a mother,
Carrying all; relentlessly.


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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Sonnet: Freedom kiss


In the wildness
Of your savage
Is a place I am slaved,


There we join lips
Amplifying the hiss
Grabbing both hips
To our pelvics…


Our eyes we close
Making sweet moves
To salvage my savage


As our worries
Immediately dissolved
In excitements
Of a long kiss.


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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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