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Rich and sad

I don’t care to know
If you are rich as Croesus
Of what essence is wealth
If you are impoverished inside.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Word orgasms

Sweet orange blossom
Gets into my lungs
When I stumble on jams
Such a great moment
Gnawing to climax

Singing and replaying
Good old songs
Whence am bonded
Swiftly souls connect
Gaining new ground.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

A million me

She demands I pick side
With and by her all the time
Like the American Revolution
And the British Tory

If science has an intent
To deceive but tell truth
Behold I shall take off
Into the laboratory

Not to wear white coat
Or sophisticated tools
Neither to solve crimes
Nor stalk certificates to shelf..

Surrounded by glasswares
Throw stones but tag me no nerd
I wish to extract my genes
And to clone myself.

A million copies of me,
Perfect for her fantasies
Each to take charge
Of being there for her…

In each seconds of time
I shall no longer miss out
The moments in time
No more ‘I forgot…. argh!!”

I will be lying with her
While another me prepares
Her favorite meal
With no hesitation…

No more running late
I shall be her other shadow
While the other me cuddle
Her lofty skin with emotion

A million me shall solve
Challenges of distance
Imagine this like a fodder
Stalk with plenty of hay…

A million clones of me
Shall love her a million ways
Permanently relieving her and I
From tantrums of the day.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Wobbling in love

You are the most silly
Yet the most romantic lady
I’ve ever met in my life.

Truly, none can be that precise
To tell all about your size
You are tiny, you are large

Within the space where you stand
Wonderful mixture not well defined
Like a sense of cold and heat..

A silly goose and tweeting bird
A tong of war and blissful love sang
You are an introvert yet an extrovert

On my long soft red tongue
You are a mix of salt and sugar
Yabby blend of honey and vinegar

Just like the body anatomy,
Joined like the left and right arm,
You move opposite but in one direction

Why do you throw wobbling tantrums
When the best beat of your drums
Is a love that is naked as truth.

©2018 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Nichole to Nicholas (10): Twenty first Century Love

Seven good years of “I love you”
Suddenly paid of with good response
“I love you so much Nicole”
‘Love you too dear Nicholas’…

Under the moonlit they hung out
Counting the stars from the terrace
But after the sweet merriment
He took her home to share space…

From touch, to kisses and smooches
She asked Nicholas to pump the brakes
“Cash you pay for sex” she highlighted
Seven good years after toasting.

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A Nichole to Nicholas Series by
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Nichole to Nicholas (9): First six years of toasting

At first it was all magic
A mix of love and attraction
Served in plates of emotion
With desires burnt rigorously.

The first three years came
But in a jiffy it disappeared
With sweet acts and kinds words
Of “I love you Dear Nichole”

Next three years came
With more depth of crush
Killing fast yet slowly
While he recited; “I want you”…

Sacrificing time, hers he fed;
Transfusing blood into her
Donating his lungs to her
But the light stayed red.

©2018 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
A Nichole to Nicholas Series by
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Nichole to Nicholas (8): No no no

To all the wooing
And toasting
“Angel of my life,
My treasure

Love you to the moon
Can you too?”
For seven good years
‘No no no’

Was the same answer
Coming out
The mouth of Nicole
To Nicholas.

©2018 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
A Nichole to Nicholas Series by
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Nichole to Nicholas (7): Dwelling in a Dead Sea

Obviously, this is lovelorn…
An ice at the core of a fire
In the quest to find love
And any to sweep off feet.

“Oh… how do I breath,
Without his touch
And feelings in short”
She cried, and flew off.

Heavy laden in tandem repeat
None of which Nick noticed
While chasing after Cole…
Ignorantly he let an Angel go.

Obviously he was in whole
Nothing but a living dead
Swimming and dwelling
Unknowingly, in a dead sea.

©2018 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
The Nichole to Nicholas Series by
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Nichole to Nicholas (6): Loving Nichole

Rolling on the floor
Where she had fallen
Desecrating her wings
After admiring from heaven…

Loud she cried
But he didn’t blink an eye
Nor realize
Her eyes had tears

Neither did he notice
The morale of happiness
Drifted south to abysmal
Why worry, she concluded,

When his heart beats loud
Not in a form of fright
But in bliss and flight
For someone else…

©2018 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
A Nichole to Nicholas Series by
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Nichole to Nicholas (5): Abysmal

Every night for seven years
She sang to him sweet lullabies
So he could fall back to sleep.
But not until red roses withered
On her fluffy knees, flat she fell
To an extent even heavens cried..
Heavy laden in walls of her heart
But the greatest dismay to her
Wasn’t the doubt of her purity
Nor the existence myths of Angels
But the fact that she sang
And watched him fall asleep
For seven good years, while
He had wet dreams for someone else.

©2018 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
A Nichole to Nicholas Series by
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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