e-Paper Poetry of Vinx
From an elusive concept
Of an abusive romance
I prefer clean pairs of shoes
Shown, than the blood from a fool.

How they both had butterflies
In their stomachs, I know not
But from afar I saw lights
And its sparkles shined so bright.

Coming from hearts, with just flight
And hormones that felt alright…
Now the sparks comes from the files
Sharpening blades of their knives

While those hormones excited
Are great sadists by neglects,
“I hate you” they now recite
Picking bruises, all day and night

Ring that binds can be untied
So walk out, for sake of life
There are an unending lists
Of late plebs, who stayed in it

People smile and giggle too
In same love that involves two
Kindly show clean pairs of shoes
You deserve happiness too.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

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