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Approached

Love finds a way like water
The right recipe matters
From a pot to make a dish
Meant to sustain and nourish.

Why is it that when man desire
To possess the burning fire,
He rushes where Angels fail to thread
For love, he goes off the deep end.

Until she fall under his belt,
He always seem to fidget
Most times his liver falters
And the right words fail to utter.

At the other side of the net,
Even with bee in her bonnet
The lady would be a cold fish
And dark horse, in face of her wish.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

A to Z of a fall

I was a dark horse, torn and scattered,
Till an organizer picked me up
She mend my broken heart anew
Filling my head with rose and blues
By the deep wonders of her muse.

I was bedazzled by her looks
Innocent and tender like a child
She is adorable in all her sides
No doubt, I smile more around her
Indeed she is a good entertainer.

I use to hide deep in my shells,
Like I needed wards and charms
Until she boost my confidence
Into becoming a socialiser
Interacting with all of hers.

I promised to be her provider,
Her counsellor and her pleaser;
For God blessed the day she fell
Nurturing the little seed we sow
Daily, watching it grow and glow.

I am an advocate for peace
Even with a million punch,
A cheek I give, with flower bunch
But, I am no longer a diplomat,
Now, for her love, till death, I fight.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Love and respect

Nights take not the sun out
Both know when to chase clout…
None is most enormous
Than love shared amongst us…

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

All eyes on us

Smelt with the nose, and eyes to glance
Just like a rose pleasant fragrance
Yet people doubt, if it is love
Driving crazy, fueling the heart
With such cozy all day and night.

While many laugh some dwell in hell
When it is rough and cry as well
Yet there is doubt, could it be love
That dries the tears, and hugs so tight
All through the years, of many sights.

Sort of a must, it involves trust
Like a virus, it infect us
Yet people doubt, if it is love
Seeing through eyes yet seem so blind
Cold like an ice, large chunk to find..

Held by handcuffs despite the fall
When it slips off suicide may call
Yet there is doubt, could it be love
Wood and an axe, defying laws
Burning the wax, brightening shores.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Understanding love

Love is a beautiful thing
It must not be about rings…
It is awesome to know
It fills a ring cycled hole
Yes, true love may sometimes bleed
Without love, it never heals…

Love is beyond love itself
Indeed you can love yourself
Not alone outside your fence
When nothing hides the pretense
And it becomes so obvious
You need a heart to mate yours…

Love wind can uproot a tree
And be calm as summer sea
Uplifting both seeds and roots
At the same time, dragging foot
Into open combustions
Maybe not for destructions.

Love is a confused mixer
It holds both ends together
Baking both sweet and sour
In dry tears and blood shower
Between two people who patch
An already collapsed house.

Love is the plant we water
And some times it may wither
When we fail to understand
That its growth is in our hands
It would not bloom on its own
Well, bliss is made in love home.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Beautiful Disaster

I have seen mountains boil coughing out volcanoes
Consuming every, both the young and old
Pouring down rage, exquisite and bold.

I have seen dark wraths tear humans apart
Without mercy or an atom of sympathy
Expunging all including fossil identity.

I have seen the sky unleash its thunder
Releasing trouble rains, mists, fogs and dews
But the best of their tranquil I saw was you.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Motivation by Neemat x Vinz

They keep striking I keep running.
To keep moving on, I keep loving

All the notions of emotions,
No intention of separations.

Empty I am without your arms
Keeping me from all venoms and harms

My strength they drain, so I derail
But like a ray, you shine off the greys

You make me smile, each time I frown
Like birds I fly no touching down

It’s a weight not light to lift
Up I pick it with you in eye sight

And when tears gush I just keep hush
For you are such a motivation.

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Idara Neemat + Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Happy 1st wedding anniversary to us

Eighty is the minimum in my head
When I think of the years up ahead

We will celebrate more anniversaries
I will never forget your delicacies

All of which always keeps me fit
Nearer the bone, the sweeter the meat

Everyday I am with you, brings me to my goals
To you, I surrender my body and soul

You are my home, where my heart is
For you I wear my heart on a sleeve

Your presence warm the cockles of my heart
I thank the Heavens, you crossed my path.

©2020 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

My kind of love

My love is not exactly what you think
I may not fall so easy and quick
But when I do, I fall deep to sink.

My love is more than kisses and hugs
It is more than sex, but sparks for plugs
That gives an energy that last long…

My love is not easy to comprehend
If it had a color it wouldn’t be red
It is more than Val’s Day and friends…

My love is not to fend off loneliness
Neither for only sweet tenderness
But for improving our togetherness…

My love is not, for ones, boring though
Childishness in me will always show
But let’s build us so we can glow.

©2020 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Sonnet: Shaped by love

Until I met you, my heart was formless
And in total mess crashing all the crew…

I give all to you, my rhythm and tune
I am like a room empty without you.

I have never voiced, the three little words
It was neither an option nor a choice,

I had weak links at the left of my chest
At same time, no strength, void, I couldn’t blink…

Then you shone a light, expunging darkness
Moulding, nonetheless; directing my path

And through your tunnels you shaped me to glow
Like hot ore that flows through the blast funnel…

If the truth be told here, the only shape that
Truly fits my heart, is your love, my dear.

©2020 vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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