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Sonnet: Happy birthday love

In all astuteness
Bright as a new penny
You have this thing
That wine and dine as
A reflective power
Brilliantly shinning
Inside of my heart.

In all affectionate
You light up my path
I can see clearly now
Today’s God immaculate,
Happy birthday Ifeoma
My forever and a day
Sweet shinning albedo.

©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Closed book

Am I the only one in an unspeakable scruple?
Abducting are my faith in praying mountains
Asking questions of many uncertainties.

Signs of end times are manifesting
Same phrase in the ice and stony age
Spinning spontaneously along the twenties.

Patience is now a collapsing mountain
Pro-rata; many gone waiting; please forgive me
Pardon my forsaken sincere curiosity

Avail me answers to these spiritual confusions
Are we left on earth to flourish or perish?
Are we alone in individual trance of existence?

Without Him coming, just our beguiling self-esteem
Waking up to never; when we kick buckets;
Wandering around the charms of a closed book

Yet sleeping in conundrum and enigma of breath
You pretentious humans know what I am saying,
Yahweh please! Open the book for the bigots.

©2019 http://vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Haiku: Unexceeded limits

At times I try to,
Comprehend breathe am into
But naught comes hereto.

©2019 Http://Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Sonnets: Sucking her breast

When a mother carries her child
She carries him like a treasure found.

Picture me, giggling, all that time
When I was little; yes, she is mine.

Restless I was, guess she knew it
Hence, she striped herself so I have it

Private and public demands; ah
Was I a child who abash her?

No pride in starvation, I guess
Why sit on my tod as does the guests?

Pinching jaws, my claws meant no harm
On my bottom, resting on her arms

Against her breast, I couldn’t buck
As a baby, all her milk I sucked.

©2019 http://Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Just one poem

Just one retweet, just one repost
Just one reblog, can do the trick.

Just one person, maybe strangers
Can provide dry grassland for world fire.

Not many roasts but one broadcast
Just one mention, can do the trick.

Oh winds of my sail, where hides thee
Come wild, come redirect the ship

To the promise land, come take my hand
Into mansions and opening doors

Doors of greatness for a breakthrough
So I shall be, new kid in town.

But for now I spill inks on sheets
Writing poetry, painting my hearts

Imploding and exploding until
The light decides to shines on me.

©2018 http://Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Merry Christmas from Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com

Native fly: Sonnet of sweetened Africa

Around the globe, there is
No place, that sweets my soul

Like my home, Africa
If you doubt, come find out…

Free like birds, up the trees
Monkey swings, swift and free

Black and white, Zebras tease
Blue is to, skies and seas,

Healthy fruits, freshest breeze
Calm and warmth, more of peace

Honeybees; never lie,
Sweet fragrance, scenting nice

If I die, bury me
In my home, Africa.

©2018 http://Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Tone: Cutting the cake

Let’s cut this cake, this road we take
Is so divine, no need to shake
Soon the young we, will hide inside,
Your soft tummy, I love to touch.

And from day one, will kiss them all,
Until they get used to our lips,
For all the nights, you miss your rest
Sorry for pains, you will go through.

And when they come, will celebrate
Treat them like eggs, watch as they grow
Let’s cut this cake, this road we take,
Is so divine, no need to shake.

2018 http://Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Greying

If white is for life
And black is for death
In-between colors
Of the black and white

At the verge of black
You may see a shade;
So overwhelming
At times demanding,

Look deep into it
Then you will see all
The long strides of time …
Blowing over yet,

Greener than the grasses
Deeper than moss green
Yellower than yolks
Darker than pea green

Awesome kind of tone
A dream of all seeds
Difficult to tag
Or ascribe a name;

With it comes wisdom
And patience; Grey is
Penultimately
Just more than a shade.

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

Sonnets: Gazing at the running child

Like the experience of tranquil and peace
Underneath water. My love for the kids
Is appealing and so satisfactory.

I confide with their harmless innocence
Oh my… oh my, where do babies come from,
A thousand toys and gadgets on the floor
Colors the room with such innocence.

Kettles from the fire waters the cereals
I picked up a spoon, to feed a baby
But with tender feet of low stamina
In flashes of light, tittering and giggling

Completing ten strides in just one second,
Round and round the room the little one runs;
They are the mirrors, that shows am aging.

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

This year’s fear

This year bore the low and high
Tearing down flames in the sky.
But I swam like sharks through tides
Beneath the oceans, no fears to hide.

Though trespassing, I had churns
Thrusting up, to face the fears
But I made whirlwinds to turn
By telling myself never to burn.

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