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Unemployed

Ack! There are bones
In our wardrope
Boo-hoo… We cry
For one two three
Lectures we crammed.

Aye! Stand and Ascend
The throne of head
Graduate; we try
Leap then to fly
But the school lied.

Eek! So surpised
Street hot, class iced…
In bed we tie
Joblessness lies
Future seems denied.

Hunh! Wallets throw
And joints we roll
Liquor we buy
We stay so high
Devil our mind.

Mwah! hugs no kiss
Snakes can’t hiss
Cats don’t die
Searching for pie
A spot to land.

Yum! We go home
With spits that foam
On mummy’s pie
And her hot fry
We eat in yard.

Yuck! kids nextdoor
Grow bad odour,
You, them and I
Who once said hi
Say bye, then hide.

Tick the time ticks
Hairs changing ink
Low key we stay
Red, day by day…
…Unemployed…

Author: Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
© 2017, Vinzpoetry
Lines: 40 lines
Syllable: 4-4-4-4-4

Beautiful ugliness

I drive around the town everyday
When one giveup another will slay
They turn big hens and then they lay.

Some eggs roll over, from end to end
Like lakes some don’t flow nor bend
Some are heavy, some crack, some dead.

I drive around cities everyday
I see maggots hide inside clay
On a demise they choose to pray.

They play with flames under the sun
As man ages, new demons are born
In form of furs, feathers and guns.

I see two toads squat on a corn
Lurking at the tadpoles reborn
Some rejoice as others get torn.

Breathe is a sweet bitter entry;
The pretty and man-made beauties
Grow same horns with pains and pitty.

But when the rain finally drips
Powdered layers begins to rip
As the wind then blowoff the heaps.

I drive around the flood everyday
I see the doves and owls that says,
“We are unique in our own ways”.

Title: Beautiful ugliness
Form: 8-8-8 sylabllic
Lines: 24lines
Theme: life
Author: Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
© 2017, Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com

Voiceless time (2)

Riding on a bike
Stay inquisitive like
A youth of time.

Let alertness mill
Anticipation to brim
On a voiceless time.

Old age is its jerk
Applying no brake
Be youthful all the time.

By Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
©2017 Vinzpoetry.wordpress. com

Voiceless Time (1)

Voiceless time by Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

On the same place
With different faces
Repeating all the time,

There is a calendar
A voiceless ladder
A ladder of time.

On the same place
With different faces
Repeating all the time,

Often running
Morning to evening
On a series of time.

On the same place
With different faces
Repeating all the time,

Beneath its neck
All eyes on deck
Waiting for its time

To mould, to break
To fill, to leak
On a voiceless time

On the same place
With different face
Repeating all the time.

By Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
©2017 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com

Vincent

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In a starry starry night
Vincent lives without a fright
A time a day, he makes a plan,
For the twinkle twinkle stars
Vincent has quite a big dream
So big that no one belives him,
In the run of a sun sunny day
Vincents’ dreams shine so bright
But dull in a short term sight,
In the swirl of a swirling cloud
Vincent makes a violet haze
But seen as the dimming rays,
An image deflected reflecting eyes
Vincent has a dream of a hot ice
For every innocent African child..

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