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This year’s fear

This year bore the low and high
Tearing down flames in the sky.
But I swam like sharks through tides
Beneath the oceans, no fears to hide.

Though trespassing, I had churns
Thrusting up, to face the fears
But I made whirlwinds to turn
By telling myself never to burn.

©2018 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Racing in existence

On your marks, set…
….You are just cells
Only a sperm
On rehearsals
Running on heels
To make the list
Of many faces.

Life is a race,
Your parents are
To call the shots…
Distance we run
Varies in tracks
Individual
Oh.. destiny.

Put on a fight
To be the best
End matters most
More than the start;
The finish line
May sometimes come
With its regrets..

Especially
When the sweet race
Is but half length,
Chunky and short
Or so tragic.
That is the point
We know as death.

And every day
I often pray
And say; “His grace”
For finish line
To have a tune
So I can reach,
Not anytime soon.

©2018 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Caught in the middle

One tunnel, two ends with so many bends
And piercing needles, caught in the middle
Where each of them say; theirs is the right way.

Joy and bridle, religion they fiddle
With bends of believes and needles of grieves
In tunnel called earth, two ends; life and death.

©2018 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Dear Child; work and pray

Dews can be the sweats
Dropping from the efforts
Put into a plan
Or it could be God’s plan

When the leaves are all
About to dry, and fall
There comes a tiny fog
Keeping it wet, for long….

Trees that hide in shades
Are those that gets short changed.
Dear child, look outside
For results search and find.

I know you are good
At the things that you do;
But, pray that the dews
Will always fall on you.

©2018 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Tone: Her Joy in Anticipation

White dress of love in fire
As a result of desires
Creating bonds eternal
There she smiles forever.

It is true what they say
That the most happy day
For a lady is the day
She is dressed in the gown

©2018 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Tone: Enraptured

It must be drunk, or maybe drugged,
Walking on air; no single fear
I relocated to higher grounds …
… Seventh heaven when love happened.

My new found wine brings me cloud nine
And in my head, her voices I hear
Comes with a bliss making me miss
Her tone of voice, she is my choice.

©2018 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Monkey in cage

I placed courage in open cage
In search for gains but it brought pains
That is fatal and so brutal.

I swung on trees when coasts were free
I swung all edges to break this cage
The sweats I put, no longer counts.

I swung to undo but was fooled
I swung, I climbed, with all my limbs
The hope was large but a mirage.

I am locked up so please shut up
Inspirations, will only bring pains
That is fatal and so brutal.

©2018 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Naked seed trends

I used to think
A clean home ought not
To be exposed
To the bugs and dust.

What is it with
Trends and fashions
Of these days;
Is it only me,
Or am I running insane?

These days ladies
Take to pride in nudes
Wearing naked seeds
I must be odd, or churchy
Not to flow in such
Trendy sugary veins.

I used to think
A clean home ought not
To be exposed
To the bugs and dust
From a sagging waist
To shoulder drop
Now the air wears my robe.

©2018 http://Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Native fly: Grandma’s Pot

Oh what more do I crave
Than a delicious soup,
Awakening my kindred spirit.

Any time, I see or taste
An u’juju soup made
From veronica comforter

It always takes me
Back in time; remembering
My grandmother’s pot.

©2018 http://Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Call me by my name

We show regards for grey hair
And value the white feathers

I know you have to respect me
But please call me by my name

Many folks that pass this lane
Have nothing but generic

Please call me by my name
Not titles, or whatever.

©2018 http://Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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