Category Archives: Free Verse

Humanity and identity drunk

What is it with humanity
Conflicts and identity?

Sitting on a thin ice
Gazing with a global eye

Talking ill of humanity
Both sane, and insanity.

Different skin turn enemies,
Racism dwells within I and me.

Gazing with a National eye
Every zone has its own sign

Even same colors: not racism
Picks a term: called tribalism.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Element of beauty

Some are tall as hills
Germs die once they blink
Trees leaves fall and lay
Under such feet on the way….

Let’s start with me;
Hehehehehe… I often think
God looked the other way
When His hands were moulding me…

Often at times we say
Everyone is beautiful
Well, let us be frank
For at least today…

God was sleeping to say
When His hands was on a tool
Moulding both, white and black
Incomplete perfection to say…

Some people that I envy
Are to perfection in signs
Of awesomeness and never awful
Making lovers like me turn fools

For He was so happy
When He carved out some designs
Enamouringly beautiful
From heads to the toes…

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Masochistic World

Back on the bed
Job on the hand..!
Get it all peel
For an offer;
If you can pull
I give you a thumb.

These sadists trend
Ungodly trade
Picking up nail
And long hammer
To grab a bull,
By its own horn.

Exponential
Failure cum pain
Breeds bad results
And evil deed;
All for good end
She bows and bend…

I hope it shall
Condense and rain;
Why take graduates…
Through hell for bread?
Please be reminded;
You shall be judged.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Reality of diabolics

Until I met the Devil
I realized how bad quotes are…
He wasn’t dark as the night
Neither with horns like a bull

But a replica of me with my shadow
Staring innocently back at me,
It made me see obvious logics
Protecting me from all magics

It was awful noticing
I was my own limitation
Hence I stopped believing
Things I hear from others lips…

For on an eccentric surface
The same two parallel lines
They said will never meet
Came together, intertwined.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Awkward hugs

Slowly I felt the upper body touch
While the lower part stayed far apart
Within me I nursed an expression
Of discomfort and disappointments
So don’t blame me for faking a smile
If you never stretched out your arms
Only to get a generous religious hug
Coming awkward in times unmatched
When you expected a warm embrace…

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Tragedy of an innovative mind

Stitches widen, as the Sun intensified
Waning in stamina, waxing in greed
Tired of stagnancy reasons he switched
Defecting to wrong in the hands of law
Caught on first day of such indulgence
The colleagues he left for good called
Notifying him in jail of their breakthrough.

Don’t judge a criminal until you are driven
Or a man of valor and great potentials
Doing good things in wide ranges
Pouring out sweat on rock of ages
Expecting golds but getting nothing;
You will relate to his call for change
If you give it all but had zero reward.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Wrong

No matter how
You paint
A wrongdoing,
In the right time,
It will always
Come out bad.

So push me away
From your cold arm
Away from your sight
If you can lie
On a lie
Over and over again.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Good poor, Bad rich

Wired as a calm gentleman
Kind in spirit, deep from soul
Right from the break of dawn
And till the sun decides to rest.

From the right, the moon waxes
I never change arm when it wans
Honesty being my watchword
From young as I grow old.

But there is this unease
Of bridging wires in my head
Sparking fires that questions my
“Wait-for-your-turn” pertain of growth…

Looking at how the current flows
Bringing sufferings and great odds
To the life of a gentle breath
On earth, good seems far from wealth.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Overhauling Cable

The wire ran around the fence
With an overhauling thoughts
To renovate the driven snow
Replacing it with things impure.

Vibrating; church rats are no more poor
Referring to life of being decent
Until judgment, no one is sure
Why not live life freely on earth.

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

A million me

She demands I pick side
With and by her all the time
Like the American Revolution
And the British Tory

If science has an intent
To deceive but tell truth
Behold I shall take off
Into the laboratory

Not to wear white coat
Or sophisticated tools
Neither to solve crimes
Nor stalk certificates to shelf..

Surrounded by glasswares
Throw stones but tag me no nerd
I wish to extract my genes
And to clone myself.

A million copies of me,
Perfect for her fantasies
Each to take charge
Of being there for her…

In each seconds of time
I shall no longer miss out
The moments in time
No more ‘I forgot…. argh!!”

I will be lying with her
While another me prepares
Her favorite meal
With no hesitation…

No more running late
I shall be her other shadow
While the other me cuddle
Her lofty skin with emotion

A million me shall solve
Challenges of distance
Imagine this like a fodder
Stalk with plenty of hay…

A million clones of me
Shall love her a million ways
Permanently relieving her and I
From tantrums of the day.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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