Lean Robust Birds
Bright Sharon of roses on its bed
Still envies the shades that fade
Wondering why rains fall to the floor
Yet the blue sky is the goal for all.
One day; several feathers swung
Then I heard a beautiful song…
Coming from birds that crave for peace
As the leaves trembled by a bliss
While walking across paths of earth
Seeing abundant riches and wealth
Their wishes are all, including dustbins
Harvesting far more than nectars on trees
But while I dazed far from reach
The richest being on earth made a screech
“I wish I was a flying bird” he said
“I’ll sky roam and never hit the ground.”
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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Egg on our faces
How do we know the rotten eggs
When there are no water or bowls
To submerge them; for bad to float
How do we know the rotten eggs
When the hen, church and bows
Can’t identify its arrows, eggs and saints.
Hence soon as they win an election
Woefully, they throw eggs on our faces
Cementing it with the dust and flours
Hoarding us from our expectations
While they mess up our senses…
To embezzle our heaps to the floor.
©2018 http://Vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Skimming corruption
Skimming through the surface of Nigeria
Not sporty nor to evade tax but to clean
An old mess, of mindset and corruption
My quest for revival ought to be in a jiffy
But it has turned into an eccentric donkey
And it seems; the sorbent has turned the spill
Do not ask why, do not question my stops
And why skimming has become a snail pace..
But put it on all individuals of my generation.
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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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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.
©2018 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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African Tamarind
When I look into what everyone sees
I see a city, they call an ever green
A city that was built by Robin Hood
Stealing and giving to a yellow wood
Hiding the existence of an African plum
Telling me my soil breeds only worms
Cursing Nature by playing the master
Who cracked shells for seeds to foster
Sprouting out seeds called my brothers
Related by blood but not by sisters
Rome wasn’t built in a day, please save
The story hey you diaspora modern slaves
Until you deep your feet in your own shoe
You will not realize who is really fooled
Even Apples fall not far from its trees
As a citizen, you are liberal but far from free…
The second largest continent yet an ant
In the sight of others who aren’t stagnant
Even Angels can’t keep loving a child
Who sour the sweetness deep inside…
Each time I see a tamarind plum
I always critic the African poems
Not as a racist but deep in here
I speak in pains, hoping we hear clear.
©2018 http://Vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Hostility
When we chat with an opposite gender,
It doesn’t mean we are all toasters
It doesn’t mean our hearts are lonely
Neither are we cheating nor flirting…
We know you are betrothed or married
Ice we break for unfading memories
Don’t be expectant, hostile or a snub
All we need is nothing but interactions
Communication shouldn’t be mistaken
For any form of lust, flings or affection
When we say hello, please just say hi
Not all words are from deceptive tongues.
©2018 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Tone: Drone of anticipation
Red shades on the gown she wore
Ushered affection through the door
That we sat nearby like five and six
Driving round town in such a bliss
The rain noticed temperature rose
That it fell slowly to water the Rose
The day was fast in all we did
Alighting with bye, faces we hid…
As we strolled into different homes
“Grin grin…” telephones rang loud
Making love calls that blew the mind
Gifting our hearts all it seek to find
Over phone we talked of tomorrow
Hence I had to wait for it to roll
Before I can grab the bull by its horn
So I slept deep as the moon waxed on
Sweet I dreamt about honey and beehive
Only to wake up at eleven forty five
Thinking the cock had crowed for dawn
But my heart was on anticipation drone.
©2018 http://Vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Tone: 1887
She felt an excruciating pain
With a sweetness unexplained
Back pushed by his shoulder
But her soul slowly surrendered.
Screaming within a kiss of hush
Whispering the stop, no and yes
Blabbing while trying to push, yet
Bearing it all including the force.
So she gathered first experience
Wading back home, tensed in chest
Bleeding in drops, she endured
Because love in 1887 was a treasure.
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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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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.
©2018 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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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.
