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Waiting for sunsets
The cock may crow
at the break of dawn
hopeful we are for,
tomorrow’s sun…
There are times I
think about leaving
and where I will be
lost in my sleep
On the thin ice
we are all waiting
like an employee,
for that we reap…
On our payroll
is the same caption:
saying; “when I call,
don’t be stunned“.
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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Patience of death
I am astound
by its composure;
cool, calm and collected
it consumes treasures…
On a daily,
against it, I bet
slowly making hay
before the sunset
Hey! judge me not,
we all are gamblers
staking differently
hoping to gather!
You’ve guessed right,
in this game of card
we all want to win
and not say; “last card”
Gazing at our doors
frozen death must feel,
waiting like a dog
to tell an ordeal.
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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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On your sickbed
Wish I knew tricks
evading the demise
before it knocks,
it is you I will hide,
breaking shadows and scythe
right here on earth.
I wish I had
firsthand information
of He who baked
all breath, and the oceans
I would come proposing
on your behalf…
I wish I had
powers to control time,
I shall rewind
timelines right on my palm
solving your health issues
will be my aim…
I wish I had
power to heal the sick
and not just shed
tears, through the thin and thick
watching you go
grey there on a sickbed.
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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Beyond sane minds
There are people
who are crumbled
Gone bananas
losing marbles
Seeming normal
but in a mess
Each time their mind
is put to test
Some are nutty
as a fruitcake
And may not know
Is all it takes
There are people
with ropes and knifes
Guns and poisons,
taking their lives
Some are confused
so lost within
Some regular
with wetting chins
See, life is hard
there ain’t no doubt
But in the dark,
mind is the light
And ought to be
A docile sea
Where storms may come,
But wait and see
For droplets lost
will be renewed
And even when
you’re feeling blue
Fallen to pieces,
Or ship capsized
Do not think of
shutting those eyes
Should you be a
giver of pain
I guess you have
to change that name
Not all insane
roam in the streets
Help those you see,
regain their sights.
(C) 2021 http://vinzpoetry.Wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Indescribable
Outcomes of our fall,
Has an open door
Coming from a war
We may tag as life,
Fighting for our lives
Gaining dust for ranks.
Scythe or by broom
People still presume
We roam in their rooms
When we turn to ghosts
Whose breath cease to fit
While the maggots eat.
People think we see,
Walk and always feel
All they tag as real…
Could it be an end
Or a sort of bend
To a whole new blend?
Death breeds afterlife
We were once alive
To say otherwise
Now we are the myths
That are real or not
Until shadows exit…
On this battlefield
Life is short indeed
Silence is the shield
Separating lines
Yes, none can describe
What death may look like.
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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Sonnets: Marry you, some day…
I know your dad do not like me
And I know your mum detest me
I used to have this self control
Avoiding critics and their trolls…
I am in love, it is a fact…
At the paradise of my heart,
Where I ought to apply caution
Lust’s sentiments and obsession,
Makes my head go over my heels
And I don’t care what they feel…
Even when it is all taboo,
As long as it is all for you
Cats will always look at the king
But no setback will break my ring.
©2020 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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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.
(c) 2020 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Reasons to run (II)
Something can buy a soul
And make it all to glow
And the heart’s currency
Is love, why can’t you see?
Well, cupid close its eye
Love is a rather die
When it is rightly use
As a muse not misused
Don’t be a straight tree
In love that is unreal,
If it uproots the seeds
And it makes you to bleed,
Running away can stop
The tears that may drop.
©2020 http://vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Reasons to run (I)
From the point I see;
Viewing the blue sea
Fishes swim freely
But some are silly
Drowning into tracks
Of hooks and sharks.
I am not saying
That love is worthless
I still remember
Love is forever,
But the brave ones die
And foolish ones lie,
When cupids beguile
And leaves scars behind.
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