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Hope, love and faith

My mountain labor brought forth a mouse,
When I climb I land in a doghouse

I seemingly fell to the devil’s bait
Tears and sorrows, were all I could create…

Outside the window, the rainbow stood out
Reminding me, my life was hell in a handcart

Upon each dawn, I was so declining
Not one cloud over me had a silver lining

It was as if I ran on sharp blades and knives
Chasing free cheese in the mouse trap of life

Head down, back against the wall, at the corner
I had almost let my ghost take over

Then I summoned courage to water a seed
And that was enough to bring me good deed.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Water the seed

It seems heaven finds no illicit
In these eras of many deciets.

If the preacher’s acts make you to pout
Know that you are not completely out.

Never you throw away the bible
Just because an angel has fumbled.

Keep watering that your muster seed
Heaven would reward all your good deeds.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

A shot in the dark

I wish I could get to the end of the space
Lean by its edge; seeing all, right on my face,
Not just the stars and rocks, but to visualize
All the possibilities life can realize…

Maybe I would realize things wide off the mark
And not by blind faith nor whistles in the dark
Aside religions are there aliens up there
Or is it only tailored here on this sphere?

I stay rooted on earth, but I smell a rat
Though imaginary but it is a fact
For answers to be gotten, the end of space
Would have an interpretation of our faith.

But my fate wouldn’t take me to space to smell
The rum, raspberry, gunpowder and steak seared,
Nor unravel the mystery of darkness,
Light’s untold purpose and everything else.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

How I shine

I am like a breeze dispersed seed
Going wherever He takes me to
The I rotten, and germinate
Becoming a tree, rich and strong
All my the pains I have been through
Are written on my leaves and stems.

I am like a breeze dispersed seed
And I have felt the touch of God
Comforting, but I can not explain
Neither can I describe, how it felt
Going through volcano, and back
Sprouting richly in the deserts.

I am like a breeze dispersed seed
Going through land of no return
In the times I thought I was gone
Out of the blues, came his fingers
Lifting me above the waters
Saving me from awful disaster.

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

The road cries

Carols by the candles
Celebrating a cradle
Atmospheric wonders
Gives the heart a ginger
This is just the reason
The road cries this season.

Ribbons decorating
Christmas trees glittering,
Fireworks and knockouts
Are madness people front…
This is just the reason
The road cries this season.

With an intrigued pupil
The festivities pulls
People burning fossils
In their automobiles
This is just the reason
The road cries this season.

There are massive movements
Just to have that moment
A moment of Christmas,
And a new year at last;
This is just the reason
The road cries this season.

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

Truth by an Angel

Ears in heaven cherishes a singer
Choir’s musicals she gives a soul
She is a wish heaven loves to make.

I heard she dresses like a striper
Displaying her hot cameltoe
Making tonnes to gather at lake.

Her dress sense makes the sun hotter
In black and blue, she lost a role
Suspended from church for burnt bakes.

Yet in her flaws she is better
Than the people I used to know
Going around as a preacher.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Like tall palm trees

The journey began as a joke
Till giant strides together yoked,
And there we stood, exchanging vows
Inner me smiled, exclaiming; wow !!!

Like a palm tree gallantly firm
Amidst the dust, and in the storm
Growing so tall, far from a fall
Never scared of heavy down pour

Instead making rich palm wine sap
And thick red oil that never slaps
May we never be affected
By seasons, no matter how red.

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

Prayer to my Guardian Angel

Nothing is hidden
Under the Sun

I know you see all
My crimes and my flaws,

Am only human
Like one, I err.

I might have uttered
Tonnes of wrong words

Am on a chopper
In dimming skies

Turn not your lights off,
The world is dark.

My Guardian Angel
Please guard and guide

Leave me not alone
All on my own

There are Devil’s snares
Am so unsafe.

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

You are not Angel Michael

You are not
God or Michael
The War Angel
Respect tradition

Kola nuts served
Must be waged with funds
Palm wine in keg
Is specially served.

For every black
Dwelling on this land
You must have heard
Of covens and shrines

Simple advice
On supernaturalism
You may believe
Stories, you wish to

But don’t dare
The fallen angels
Nor try to chase
The Devil from hell

Run from trouble
Do not be the fool
That rush in where
Angels fear to tread.

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

Sonnets: Why envy mine

Because I spark
You gather smokes
To dim my light
Whereas the sky
Has lots to share
In cloaks of light
Bright and clear.

Plane not a bird;
Yet, you still try
To pull me down.
Whereas the sky
Is big enough
For all of us
To roam and fly.

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

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