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Dying on board

The needles and syringe
Has worked, from winter,
Through summer and spring…
…Terminal it is!

Repeating cycles
Just so to cheat death
“You got just few hours”;
Then said men in whites

Several stuffs
Puffed wide, through his brains
“Oh, is this the end”;
He said to himself.

He could feel curtains
Closing fast on him
Even when movies
Had only began

All his smiles then froze
Head over shoulder
He close his cold eyes
Slowly blinking twice.

Stranger in the states
While living his life
So he owed to death
His flesh on home soil

But the stress when gone
And cost to incur
Transporting his corpse
Would be hot as hell

So he then embarked
On a journey home
From great Atlanta
At least while he breaths

Delta flight took off
Cruising altitudes
Eight hours on the air
Three hours to touchdown

Friendly shadows came
Passing through his flesh
He could feel his leg
Kicking the buckets

Off jurisdiction
His greatest joy was;
Tragedy but brave
And just humanly.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

The Christmas hen

I was just there, doing my thing
They fed me big, until they rein Grasping my legs, I tried my best
Till my feathers fell off my wings.

My chest on floor, they held my neck
The shinning knife, I could not bilk
It all happened, slowly but quick
They slit my throat, without a wink…

I felt my blood; effete and cold
Sublimely, my confidence folded
I was most pained, seeing friends
Especially those I trusted

They were happy, singing verses
Rejoicing to the universe
Now I am a meat in a stew
Guess am just, a hen for the chew.

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

Sonnet: Blood on our land

Weren’t hearts made for love
To carry the red fluid
Of oxygen and the genes…
Not pumping rage and blood

There is blood on our land!!
Hearts have lost their office
And sense of right and wrong.

In modern age and time
Cold blood reigns supreme here
Sadly, it rains on all tiers

From the high power drunk,
To green-eyed local folks
Envious of another growth
Spilling blood on our land.

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

Sonnet: One reason gray dies

She gazed at her waning self and wrinkled fist
As she pulled the trigger; “fool, idiot;
Why take our life,” her conscience muttered..
Gray but no one could seem to understand
The aged shoes she wore and where she stood
Bleeding inside underneath life crown
The world library isn’t expected to even drown.

The sky was falling, over her purple roof
Haunting her dead ahead until she poof
Her eyes developed multiple shades of red
From all the tears, and the inner wounds
Knowing old illnesses had pains with no cure
She penned her last word down, raw and pure
Stating, she gave up, so her seeds can grow.

©2019 http://vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Haiku: Don William’s Euphony

My soul swells
Heeding Don’s music
Rest in peace.

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

Haiku: Death breathes

In and out
Aside the last breathe
Death too, breaths.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Poem by a skeleton

Whence the leaves fall, done are the deals
Effing and blinding on shredded cruise.
Whence the dreams end, nothing feels real
Erasing memoir, scar and bruise.

Whence the clay breaks, no light, no ill
Everything goes, you will not know
Whence you see you, just lying still
Each and everyday in the hole.

©2018 http://Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Last year a corpse

Last night unveiled, my last year corpse
Flashing after the preacher’s touch

Twelve months had gone by in my mull
Of empty sockets; bones and skull

Crossing over, devoid of all
Excuses drawing back the balls.

©2018 http://Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Sonnets: Tribute to explosion victims

When tides with dust flood in rising
Wherein the colors begins fading,
Whales and ships gets sunk, colliding.

Having to know all fleshes shall tear
Hearts gets engross in such a fear
Had I known; the how, when and where
Hoarse from sad cries would not appear.

Magnum of cold bloods float to lawn
Mayhem: I wish I knew your last dawn
Maybe I will know how you drown
Maybe you will, evade the flown.

But here you lie flat by the shores
Battered by heavens open doors
Bothered not if cultured or boor.

©2018 http://Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Nightingale Alley

Sitting on rocks by the beach
River flows with a force
That could erode an alley.

Every day thunder strikes
Can you hear the nightingale
As it sings melodiously

Do not hear but listen deep
The legs are forced open in pain
Listen beyond its nocturnal songs

The peaceful River is a mirage
There are tears in tone of its voice
It cries out, begging for help.

A few minute pleasure, a leisure?
Hello male, and hello females
There is no right in being rapist

Seek consent, it might be yours
Wait a minute, think about it,
What if you were your own victims.

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