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Two homeless men

Everyday I walk by
The road where you made a home
Under the sun and moon light
You seem not worried at all
I see your barefooted print
A thousand miles, yet you smile.

Everyday I walk by
The road where you made a home
I see you catching a nap
With no mattress and pillow
I wonder how you got here
As an image of sorrow.

Everyday I walk by
The road where you made a home
I see you clear like crystal
But I say no word to you
I baffle how you manage
To squeeze in bins when it rains…

Everyday I walk by
The road where you made a home
I wish I could talk to you
Perhaps help you in any way
But I am like you, homeless
And my life is torn apart.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Charming wonders

Pardon my expression
It is you who cease lungs breathe
Every day by your side
Takes away every regret…
Your beauty seems to produce
An irresistible scent…

If you were a grocery, dining
Will have licked empty plates
Vibrating for more of you
While the Earth cease to rotate
Staring at your wonders
Beautiful as the heavens gate.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Becca

Becca is a lady blessed
With heavenly beauty
That can possibly pause time.
Her body is an ocean
A million treasures behind.

She has an invisible force
That pulls regions together
In her gracious presence
Obsession bloom like flowers
And grow like tidal waves.

She ease the romance
In an affection of love
Oh what a beauty!
Becca is the lady
All Poets have talked about.

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

Greek fire

There is this want and demand, like oxygens to nostrils
A Greek fire brings back life, she’s a wonder girl!
Creamy, sweeter than teas, hot, and full of trills
Fresh like morning dews no wonder the angels fell.

©2019 http://vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Blood will out

Till I broke jaw,
I was wiser
Now am a fool
It feels better.

Absence of horns,
Should never count
As lack of tool
Please know better.

Like an odour,
Is character
Many people,
Wear spray on it.

In rule of law,
Brain is better
Than brawn that full
Bottomless pits

Things I have seen
In some scholars
Unravelled clues;
When ‘blood will out’.

©2019 http://vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Life on Social Media

My kindred will say; likes cure like,
But not the way you just click like
On all write-ups I do upload
Without reading a single word.

Most times you view with an envy
A fair exchange is no robbery
Scratch mine and yours I will scratch back
Yet you never will follow back.

Roosting peoples updates we see
I am guilty and it scares me
If you have been inside my shoes
You will have a personal clue.

©2019 http://vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Nigeria: Eating flesh, gifting bones

It pains so hard
That we still find
Folks eating sand
In a rich land.
Disparity
Between parties
Pose such pity
In my city.

Poverty sketch
Hits highest pitch
Those who eat flesh
Gift bones and preach.
It pains so hard
That we still find
Folks eating sand
In a rich land.

Many reach heights
To detach sight
From fingers that
Fed them in past
Disregarding
The beginnings
And forgetting
Humble gardens.

Seems the rich aim
At sending rain
To combat strain,
But make more gain;
And, not to sink
They kick, poor pick
Demeaning rocks
Praising rich folks.

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

Just one poem

Just one retweet, just one repost
Just one reblog, can do the trick.

Just one person, maybe strangers
Can provide dry grassland for world fire.

Not many roasts but one broadcast
Just one mention, can do the trick.

Oh winds of my sail, where hides thee
Come wild, come redirect the ship

To the promise land, come take my hand
Into mansions and opening doors

Doors of greatness for a breakthrough
So I shall be, new kid in town.

But for now I spill inks on sheets
Writing poetry, painting my hearts

Imploding and exploding until
The light decides to shines on me.

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

Merry Christmas from Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com

Christmas Fireworks

Red shades and shinning bulbs I see
Several boxes pilling as hills
Seasons like this, I come out free
All shades of flames to cherish
Light me up before I perish
Lonely Christmas is not my wish.

Take down the walls and bricks of dree
For Christmas brings my perfect flee
Fireworks outside, am so pretty
All shades of flames to cherish
Light me up before I perish
Lonely Christmas is not my wish.

Underneath the big Christmas tree
My melodies echo and glee
Mountain highs I spark my fees
All shades of flames to cherish
Light me up before I perish
Lonely Christmas is not my wish.

©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

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