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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

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

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

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.

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

Sonnet: Losing touch

Once upon a time, we were blank
Out of an art, experience sank

We had bath and dance in the rain
We cut cakes and acted insane

There was this feeling that we had
Taking us places from our minds

Body to body, current flew
By desire our hearts we drew

Young and agile, fast we ran
Yeah! we felt all can’t was can

Love was fresh, until we forgot
Love we lost and the pains we felt

Time ran fast, gradually we blank
The act and rain water we drank.

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

Old television statics

I know before the box got vision
Arena had their own attraction

In my case, we had the village square
Years ago way before I inhaled air.

But I remember, when I was young
Although it isn’t rock age so long

Well, not every home had TV set
The black and white picture was the best,

Each time the signal thus disappears
The white and black random dots appear

Hurting an anticipated lens
Its sounds amplified the night silence

I can not forget in a hurry
It was like snow and garri falling.

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

Sonnet: The Frontliners

We all ought to copy a good example
From the selfless services that never prattles
When stuttering riffles, rapidly rattles
Taking shots for humanity in battles
That comes in various forms like balls in skittles
Knocking down breadwinners leaving no bottles
But just sour bitter tears in a teakettle.

Through dottles the Nation swallows her spittle
The devastation can never be bottled
But their offices are replaced while they whittle
Into narrow coffins holding their mettle
Most times their homes become a tent dismantled
But couldn’t they have left behind a castle ?
Sacrifices like theirs are far from a guttle.

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

Corona: Sonnet for help

It seems that soon there will be no use of laws
For the streets are gradually growing claws

Not just the walking dead but human flaws
So we stay lockdown waiting for the rain to pour.

Many homes have leaking roofs and broken doors
Well, let’s not go to the sad welfare of the poor…

We will never forget in a hurry, a red world
And the year the air we breath become a rod

Striking not only those who went on tour
But unleashing the wrath of hell on every and all

Legends might call it, ‘humanity downfall”
Millions of people die in this invisible brutal war

And every day, we stare at the Heavens asking God
To forgive us; and to just, heal the world.

©2020 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Sonnet: Shaped by love

Until I met you, my heart was formless
And in total mess crashing all the crew…

I give all to you, my rhythm and tune
I am like a room empty without you.

I have never voiced, the three little words
It was neither an option nor a choice,

I had weak links at the left of my chest
At same time, no strength, void, I couldn’t blink…

Then you shone a light, expunging darkness
Moulding, nonetheless; directing my path

And through your tunnels you shaped me to glow
Like hot ore that flows through the blast funnel…

If the truth be told here, the only shape that
Truly fits my heart, is your love, my dear.

©2020 vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Sonnet: Choose your status

I have seen all spoons
Some are silver made
And others are not…

I have seen all stoves
They all have same pots;
Some are filled with golds
Others are mere stones…

I have seen their tasks,
Their true potentials
And varying taxes…

I realized,
Life gives us blank cheques
To choose our status
And lifetime wages.

©2020 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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