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Sonnet: My first battle won

Against rattles
And obstacles
In glass bottles
The first battle
Outrightly won
When I was born
Is being black

Others may lack
Wrinkles do not
Penetrate nuts
In blackish lands
Time might hit hard
But fact is that
Blacks don’t crack.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Miss Nay

Dogs are dogs, dare no hugs
Fastest run, from fire burns
Prescription; perhaps not
Ice shall melt it to breadth
Spare mistakes, shall soon break
Kola nuts, kept from cuts

All love doses and red roses
You throw out, yelling at
The inept, that attempt
Flimsy stuffs, flung out rough
From soft lips, frightened hips
Gravity, greenish thing

Telling lies, till it dies
Deep inside, dare to hide
Every shake, earth can quake
Free; love is found, it would
Have its way, hope you say
On that day, “I hate nay”.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

God in every breathe

Far from dimming lights
But procreativity,
There are traits of God
Seen in every breathe.

Astonished, how amazingly,
Animals can be.
A dog would guide
Humans so jealously.

In the green grass plots
Existence can be felt,
Like bouquet of roses,
His pleasant love radiates.

Aside lands, even in air
There are traits of Him
Seen in the form of doves
So calm, peaceful and fair.

Troubling no entity
There are beautiful butterflies
Like His wonders, the fireflies
Go lightning with no hostility.

Taking a deep dive in oceans
And seas, no scout can gain
A full knowledge and cognition
Of His treasures and funds

Sharks come for flesh and blood
But each time I see the noesis
Of Dolphin’s, coming to rescue
I recall, He is a helping God.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Sleeping oil

Love was all; they hung as pictures
On the wall, in the hall
Where they were lovebirds, having fun.

Banns were made, no one opposed, but
Making plans, chasing vows
And rings, they forgot how to love.

From colors to ideas; they fought
Over all, I love you
Turned into words no one said.

Love became a solid oil, at
The bottom of their cans
Begging for shakes, but no one cared.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Bottles and I

My nose leak, my eyes are red
It seems I have contracted
One of those rare fatigue syndrome
Crushing after a beating drum
Dumping the light for upsurge emotion
That turned out to be a wrong decision
As soon as another stole her heart
Night shadows placed on my head a bandit
At night, I sit underneath strobe light
Drinking and pouring sorrows out.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Rare super blood wolf moon

I woke up this morning
Not as a wolf howling,
Whimpering and growling

Neither by love stupefaction
But by a dimming attention
Of a once in a generation

Rare super blood wolf moon
Turning crimson, as it shone
Bedazzled granted me boon

I am happy I witness this;
A tale I will take to bliss
With every form of happiness.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Sonnet: Stump

Do your worst, tear me apart
You were a dolphin, till
All I had capsized and sank;
You slowly forgot
All the sweet memoirs we once shared,
Yelling extreme hate
At me, to get up and leave.

You see me drowning
And you responded like a shark.
You were once the best
Amongst all lifesavers, now
You are to me, just
Another shark devouring flesh
Do your worst, tear me apart.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Sonnet: Stained by your lipsticks

You are my haven
And red blossoming flowers.

Yes, years will pass by
As time flies; but I will have

You engraved deeply
Around the walls of my heart.

You are my starlight
And with you, am never lost.

You hold me in ways
Artist can’t paint or draw.

Yarns of weavings, my
Abracadabra cravings

You fetch me love bites
Always stained by your lipsticks.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Silent banns

Limes were sweet when the,
Lushes were all we shared.

Love; a rose, before
Lifeguard compromised.

Less than all I thought;
Lost my faith in you

Let us live as mates,
Love we had is late.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Haiku: Thank you ex

Your sour love
Fermented sweet love bite
Thank you ex.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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