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You are not Angel Michael

You are not
God or Michael
The War Angel
Respect tradition

Kola nuts served
Must be waged with funds
Palm wine in keg
Is specially served.

For every black
Dwelling on this land
You must have heard
Of covens and shrines

Simple advice
On supernaturalism
You may believe
Stories, you wish to

But don’t dare
The fallen angels
Nor try to chase
The Devil from hell

Run from trouble
Do not be the fool
That rush in where
Angels fear to tread.

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

Sonnets: Running ruined

Most times we try
But the discomfort

Comes to hunt us
With inflictions.

Pain in the ass
Break hearts like glass.

I know it is
What we stave off.

Yet it blesses us
In big disguise.

So why not bear
Until it fades

Bringing bright shades
That gladdens hearts.

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

Push further

Competition
Is tough, not as
Across the bridge.

Where people are
Discouraged or
Scared to venture.

Go extra mile
Success would be
A none denial.

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

Sonnet: Way to top

Between the top and the bottom
Blue is the sky across the bridge
Halfway through, the end always shift
Hoping to reach the other side
Therein bliss, sweet, milk and honey
Though, obstacles do exist
Before we get to promise land.

But every time we chicken out
On the first sight of hazard sign
Or upon sounds, when across it
There are no hitches nor glitches
Thus; an objective to maintain
All we have gained onto our names
And new status in hall of fame.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Go through the pain

If you need love
Just let it rain.

If you need breathe
You have to go

Out through the pain
Till it is gained.

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

Sonnets: Why envy mine

Because I spark
You gather smokes
To dim my light
Whereas the sky
Has lots to share
In cloaks of light
Bright and clear.

Plane not a bird;
Yet, you still try
To pull me down.
Whereas the sky
Is big enough
For all of us
To roam and fly.

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

Parent’s Scholasticism

My mothers prudence
Saved me from
Repeating failures.
Her rules and justice
Gave me grace
And self-discipline.

My dads fortitude
Made me to
Conquer my demons
His great temperance
Counselled me
To abstaining excuses.

During the times of
Bruise and stitch
I recall my parents
And all they thought me
Then I feel
No pain, but healing.

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

My parents glow

Unravelled treasures
The best of pleasures
In all the major
Riches to measure
Yet my parents hold
In God’s writing, bold
Alphabets of load
Yet searching for gold!
All their sectors glow
My parents are great
Far greater than yours.

Not lucky but blessed
Better than the rest
Excess load on chest
Till altruism paid
Goodness never fade
Fat eggs their hens laid.
Others search for gold
And their stories told
Of unequal folds
Oh my parents glow
Fat brighter than yours.

Along the pivots
A load on the left
Makes the right regret
But my parents hold
Not refined but crude
Diamond, silver, gold
Seen as a harvest
From their labor fruit
God blessed my Parents
My parents are great
Far greater than yours.

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

Sonnet: Same air we breath

Both spots differ,
But lines are thin.
Big cities have
Lots of cravings;
Lovely to dwell
Whereas ghettos
Win nothing good
When you compare.
Take a step out
Toss your head up
There is one sun,
Same stars and moon.
Same air we breath
Sharing same depth.

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

Oath of motivation

For dreams to come true
Courage you should pull
When slumps are intense
Get up, stand up man
Stand not on the fence.

Inspire success
Harmonize the stress
Be bold to kill fear
Get up, stand up man
Or you gonna tear.

Failure will come
But not as a sum
To protect your world
You need stand up man
Stretch out fighting sword.

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