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Category Archives: Synecdoche

Darling sister: XX gene

Sisters can be annoying
But most times so adoring

They are like a flowing stream
Into lakes they fill to brim

Not minding if they dry up
For a blood, they pour all

Loving care like mamas do
They may seem after tall shoes

But parents trust who they are
In grey, they never stay far

Sisters we know deep inside
Are scars that can never hide.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Darling sister: Thank you

I have seen shallows and deep
Most people will render help
Only for a hug and kiss,
But I get the bliss I wish.

Not just for the color red
Giving is not a book read
It spans from a loving soul
Not after pictures to show

Even in drowning waters
I can boast of a helper
Well, I speak of a human
That gives me an helping hand..

Bless God we share the same cord
And same flowing reddish blood
Oh how I wish there were more
Like you, no one would be poor.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Hazel’s Diary: Admiring you

With radiance of a sun
crystal like an ice,

Conspicuous to those
with or without both eyes…

Innocent and tender
well wrapped in my hands

Till you get satisfied,
I will have no crumbs

The rains, winds, snows and
thunders may come as storms

Wherever you go
fairweather must conform…

In my eyes, you stay little
hope you were told,

The gods respects
the rare beauty you behold

Like ice on a cake, things you
touch will turn to gold.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Time is indefinite

Today began from twelve
Tomorrow the same twelve
We live in time, a dream
Rolling camera’s film

Yesterday the Sun rose
Shining light on the road
Today, when summarized
Is same as analyzed…

Many of my mates grew
While I searched for my shoes
Could it be that my plans
Were broken like brittle glass

Thought I wouldn’t pull through
But little did I know
Time is indefinite
No one is ever late.

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

Understanding love

Love is a beautiful thing
It must not be about rings…
It is awesome to know
It fills a ring cycled hole
Yes, true love may sometimes bleed
Without love, it never heals…

Love is beyond love itself
Indeed you can love yourself
Not alone outside your fence
When nothing hides the pretense
And it becomes so obvious
You need a heart to mate yours…

Love wind can uproot a tree
And be calm as summer sea
Uplifting both seeds and roots
At the same time, dragging foot
Into open combustions
Maybe not for destructions.

Love is a confused mixer
It holds both ends together
Baking both sweet and sour
In dry tears and blood shower
Between two people who patch
An already collapsed house.

Love is the plant we water
And some times it may wither
When we fail to understand
That its growth is in our hands
It would not bloom on its own
Well, bliss is made in love home.

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

I need this cry

My shadow grows short,
While I face the sun,
Enthusiasm,
I lost to my past
Now exist in clouds
Gathering the rains…

Million tears to pour
I was once alive
So active and fun
But not anymore
Ever since I lost
Other part of me

I now float on seas,
Made of tears I cried,
And all parts of me,
Now follows the wind
I truly need help
Do not waste your time

My sorrowful mood
Is so infectious
So just let me be
A thick dark black smoke
Soaring to the clouds
And falling as rains.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Dried River

Like tides to the winds, like string to the beads
Selflessness and I, are like birds and sky

I am a river, natural giver
I feel fulfilled watering a field…

Grasses I rescue do always pull through
But my own story is always scary

Either by deceit or lack of merit
Gravity seems to, on me have a toll

Yet, relentlessly I pour all of me
To the core values of both old and new,

When they come for more, and I always pour,
While giving my all, I do bruise my walls

Upon exposure, I keep composure
But deep inside me I cry while I bleed

For with my last blood all I can afford
Is my dignity and integrity

Aquatics blame me, a great thirst kills me
No one thus know this, I give yet they hiss

True, all is not well, but who do I tell
That the great river, dearly needs water.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Beautiful Disaster

I have seen mountains boil coughing out volcanoes
Consuming every, both the young and old
Pouring down rage, exquisite and bold.

I have seen dark wraths tear humans apart
Without mercy or an atom of sympathy
Expunging all including fossil identity.

I have seen the sky unleash its thunder
Releasing trouble rains, mists, fogs and dews
But the best of their tranquil I saw was you.

©2020 https://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.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

World leader’s strings

I am only a girl
And I have been through hell

He holds me so closely
Caressing me dearly…

His grip is firm and huge
In him I seek refuge

I am like the musical
Cruel case of Africa

Playing to master’s touch
Whose kneel I made my couch

Symmetry in Nature
Altered in the future

Fetching nothing but pain
“Ti’s for the best”; he claims.

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

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