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Having this kiss

Public display, has its nay says
Pictures portray, food on a tray
People will lie, about their lives;
After all, in a silent night,
Different sounds, whispers loud.

So I had to, dig through my holes
To see my cards, and scores I had
Holding a graph of my life biff
Awesome I saw; heart, health and wealth
Climbing to the top, across gradient.

Nothing as sweet as aligned dots
In clear vision, where religion,
Career, coupled with a mission
Aligns with love on a straight line;
I am lucky to have this kiss.

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

Ebelechukwu

Ebelechukwu sang and rang my bell
So I smiled and told the girl,
“If I ever write you a poem,
You’ll be nothing but a fallen gem”
But she dared my magic pen
So I write, her in lines of poem.

Encouraging the sunrise from the east
Confident in the ways she speaks.
Thick and chubby is how she looks
But a fish demanded by every hook.
A lioness with ten flawless claws
Rotating like snakes but never crawls.

Fearlessly the bull’s horn she grabs,
Queen of drama; well, she is not a drab.
Strangely her royal looks could cause
Pockets to leak, and breath to pause.
Less I forget, she has Einstein’s wit
And a gift to command a great wealth.

I met her through an awful means
Arguing movies, I guess she wins.
She is the master pieces on a wall
Hung so beautiful along the hall
Not only is her beauty a state of art
But, the bricks in her lover’s heart.

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

Tone: Lawvv…

Good morning Lawvv
I wish to drop
A line of stones;
Diamonds and golds
Weighs not like this.

Let it sink deep
Down in your soul
For my heart syncs
Beautifully
With you alone.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Rain showers and a flower

I need raindrops,
I may not be
An all grown tree
Of Hibiscus
And red Roses…
But all tall trees
Began little
Expressing all
Even wrong harvest.


Withered are,
All the flowers,
Shredded by,
Winds in the past;
Until you came,
Like rain showers
But expecting
To fall, only for
Very big pants.


Let not my heights
Misdirect you,
This might be
My last petals
I am not
Wide and vast,
In terms of
An intellect
That you expect.


See me as a
Growing fetal,
I may not be
All you earn,
Not a genius
But this my love
Is genuine,
Be patient with me,
….I can learn.

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

Sweet heartbreak

Love can be a burden
Weighing hearts down
Especially when
Uncertainty is the tea
Served deceitfully.

Undressing her slowly
With the best of romance
Penetrating her;
You fed her with words
So sweet, so sugary.

In your laboratory
You’ve made her a rat,
Her heart you dissect
Experimenting
And experiencing.

Quit wasting her time
You have test driven
And you know the tunnel
Is heading nowhere;
Listen to her heartbeat

It drums in expectations
And lives on the hope
That you are Prince Charm
Whereas you are a fraud
Going out as you came in.

Love can be a burden
Weighing hearts down
Especially when
Uncertainty is the tea
Served deceitfully.

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

A letter to every girl

Are you shy as the bongo
Because you’re not a fine fox
And flatness are of the mango
Hanging front of your hairy chest.

Like a wheel, others revolve
Hence you go for implantation,
Adding garlics to your clove
In both physical and imagination.

Flat tummy, your profound urge
Others pass, you go hissing
Why are you red and easily purge
Over apples that are not spinning.

Endowment in a true sense;
Is a little more on the left
That causes a little less
Of mass and weight on the right.

All you think is to impress,
When every woman is not a wife
Hope you know, it’s not by dress
But impartation you make in life.

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

I sense you are hurt

Exhaling air like Saturn wind
High and dry, but tears flood inside
I can sense the high pressure
It is obvious you are greatly hurt.

Seems the irons are corroding
And it is losing a lot of pounds
What is it that eats you deep
With your feet you can barely stand.

On earth, but you are in Neptune
Excess windstorm into your lungs.
Tomorrow you lost in flood of tears
And trust issues keep on evolving…

I know am a stranger but can I help ?
At some point you might have to
Upgrade me from an acquittance
Into a confider and a close friend.

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

A clean dirt

Bodies are licked
Sweat taste sweet
So delicious…

Love is the thing
That makes everything
So beautiful…

It falls the fence
And makes absence
So romantic.

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

Tone: Copyrighting awe

Image of Sekani Joy Nworie of http://ceejnworie.wordpress.com

Can I invade your ears for a while
And tell you about my awe and why
She is an ore that makes me smile?

Her body causes traffic congest
She is a goddess, so attractive
Righteously impeccable, holy feast

Never knew, goddess could be a thief.
Traded my heart, but not for golds
Neither did she, attempt it sold.

Achievement she is, to all that sees.
Believe me, she is a type to guide
From flies, scratches and scars.

There is nothing completely perfect
But she got a million stitches
All hanging at the right places…

Knowing her is my greatest ambition,
Securing her is my keenest innovation
Copyrighting her, is that I must achieve.

©2018 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
Disclaimer: Image courtesy Goes to Miss. Joy N. Nworie of http://ceejnworie.wordpress.com
Aside which the poem referring to the lady in my life.

Sonnets: Nothing but a whorl

Beauty obstructing traffic
Cozy cute city Chic’s
Cat walking, half naked,

Pick on fashion is your trick
To make pockets begin to leak…
All wrongs may not end tragic
Be sure you get that you seek.

Spend a gold, get a meat
I still can’t get over it
…What joy is there in a flirt.

Gambling with tomorrow
Spreading legs for some Kobo
And still you do not know
You are nothing but a whorl.

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