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Wonderful Vincent

Around me, there is this solace like a twilight
With intensity like the tropical Sunlight

When I am down, I believe a break of dawn
Would spring forth through the paths my faith has drawn

I believe tomorrow is as beautiful as the stars
Whether the unsaved tears never dries from my eyes

Challenges are mischievous like Satan’s storm fart
But it carves me, into a wonderful piece of art.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Spoonful

Just like the cream,
In coffee and teas,
Rises to the top,
In the glass cup…

It is conspicuous
I got a rather die
Hovering around
And over my head.

Do not get it twisted
Behind the dark clouds
The sky is always blue
When they come through…

Like a mother hen
And a mountain gorilla
Underneath the sky
Rivers never runs dry,

Whether bedazzled or not,
It is never by chance
They prepared the ground,
Grounds on which I stand.

At times I wonder,
Why I am so blessed…
I will never bend a lip
For if I were to worship

Any mortal being,
My amazing parents
Would be whom I
Would always lift high…

Don’t get it twisted
I believe in God
And I am grateful
For a heaped spoonful.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Inner content

I am a man whose thoughts and foods
Are; “good walls makes good neighbors”
So I can’t break it to you
Fools like me respect boundaries.

With my foolishness comes a soul
Akin to no beau monde blitz…
Without sight there is no offer
If only the face behoves me

I don’t like an empty tea
Beauty is only a skin deep
And when it speaks it should show all
All the hats including cattles.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Hazel’s Diary: 7 months old

Upon every new dawn
You seem to become more fun…

Growing so swiftly in strength
And good healthiness as well…

In all forms and dimensions
I can possibly mention…

Seriously your wonder
Often makes me to ponder

How charming you are in jeans
While dressed up in my genes

As you clock seven months old
May your blessings not miss road…

My sweet beautiful love bug
My love is more than mere hugs.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Save me from my friends

I hear people say,
I have an old head
On a young shoulder
But the said wisdom
Came from people’s tales…

And in all it said,
Though time might have past,
Save me from my friends…
The more things change
The more they stay same.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Thousand yards by me

A thousand yards by me,
From me and all of me
I discovered the true me
By rising tides and my boat,

A thousand yards by me,
From me and all of me
Watching from a far
My very self, I found gems..

I observed my whole life
Is more beautiful that I thought
A thousand yards by me,
From me and all of me.

Crystal clear, I spotted
The deep blue sky above
And the colored clouds
A thousand yards from me.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Hazel’s Diary: 6 Months old

6 months old Hazel

From blown balloon to neonate
She has made me a proud dad…

Today is the yesterday
Half a year ago she was born.

Amazing, soon comes the spoon
Picking solids outside breast milk.

Even as time transforms her
In my eyes, she remains neonate

Giggling in memories
Where I guild her while she crawls.

Six months, I still water her
Watching her shine and flourish

Praying she bloom and rule
For Dad loves her, forevermore.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Hazel’s Diary: Five Months gone

Sweet Hazel
Daddy’s first girl

Precious heart
God’s perfect art

Greased with oil
Made to allure.

Achilles’s heel
You are to me

Give me five!
Well done my child.

As you crawl
To penny drops

Learn more tricks
Each time you blink…

Five months are gone
Since you were born

You still rock
In all your socks…

Still giggling
And still sucking

Keep growing
And keep glowing

Dad loves you more
Forevermore.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Discovery at Adulthood

We were not poor, we were not rich
We never had a net without a fish
Neither did we have the heaviest box
But what mum prepared satisfied us.

I saw my parents as the world’s richest
For, everyday seem to be harvest
We had not the sharpest tool in shed
But we made memories that never fades.

I was never the sharp knife in drawer
But they inspired me to go on further
All along I felt my dad could buy a jet
And it all a wind chase for many years.

My parents hid the real world from me
They provided all of my dare needs
And never did their struggling face show
Or things they went through so I can glow.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

My first two heartbreaks

My first heartbreak came from my father
Who made me wear my bib and tucker
After promising to take me to the end
Only to dodge and drive me round the bend..

My second heartbreak came from my mother
Pressing my wounds with boiling water
I was broken underneath her armpits
I thought she promised not to press it.

But these heartbreaks prepared me for the world
It opened my eyes to see beguiling odds
And how they cloud the gullible brain
Hence, I trust not all calling me sweet names.

©2020 http://vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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