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Baboon’s wishful thinking
Innovators develop creature’s comfort
Yet no mortal can physically go out of itself
Like bare bodies stripping off its clothes
In deed, ghosted eyes would never have closed.
I wish the Creator was kind on my kind
So we can jump off into any flesh we find
We are monkeys, and not spirits being
Don’t blame us for dying over such a thing.
The Creator’s support carries weight
But I guess He had ran through all the stakes
Knowing that I am so beautiful
Just the way I am…. not beautiful.
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Onyeche Vincent Onyeka
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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
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Charming wonders
Pardon my expression
It is you who cease lungs breathe
Every day by your side
Takes away every regret…
Your beauty seems to produce
An irresistible scent…
If you were a grocery, dining
Will have licked empty plates
Vibrating for more of you
While the Earth cease to rotate
Staring at your wonders
Beautiful as the heavens gate.
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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Prettiest of pretties
You are a blessing
That is not disguised
Obviously you rock
Every cloth you wear
The strange things you do
Are like gravity
Pulling sight to you
Against viewer’s will
Songs of Solomon
And the best of inks
Will never describe
Seductions you bring.
God must be biased
For creating you
Way finer than all
Ladies I have met.
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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Beauty in clothes
Riding down the street
In the mysterious
Small city of life;
I met a lady;
And strangely, all my
Worries disappeared
She is so awesome
Only comparison
Is her reflection
She is a wonder
Her curves and edges
Are all conspicuous
There is this intense
Craving that troubles
All gaze that spots her
Attracting to eyes
Are her oranges
Fruity and juicy.
So well configured
She got big behind
Whenever she bends,
She cast shades on sun
Strange how her body
Could heal an illness…
Obsession for her
Never seem to end;
She is a treasure
Of great value; damn!
She’s hot as hell.
And even with her
Endowment she still
Dresses decently,
Yet many ladies
Out there in the street
Not as hot as her
Flaunt their nakedness.
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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Flea in a doghouse
Nothing ooze bad as sadness
Vis-à-vis scents as happiness
Than valid value of goodness!!!
The desire for the bubble genes
Got me rooted at a great fence
Of nudity and beauty in a dress.
I have seen millions of faces
A lot of them make nylon noises
Living a life full of pretenses.
Ravishingly hot in high Celsius
Many got brains but lack senses
From the hides and the leashes
Bad characters looses in large census
Beauty without brain, of course
Seems to be their greatest curse
Distributing high blood pressures
Even those that make wit their plus
Lacks the skills of good impulses;
But you are that complete measure
On the scale of adorable treasure
A daily sprinkle of sweet leisure
The right dose of happiness
Needed in doghouse of loneliness
Happy as a flea, my goodness !
With imperfections quite intense
You bring the scents of happiness
I must confess, you are the best.
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She is sitting pretty
Not every girl
Is hot as hell
Sitting pretty
No one contest
She is so blessed
Best of the rest
Like the rainbows,
Her beauty shows
It never fades
It beats all grades.
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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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The straw that broke a camel’s back
Fallen to floor, there came ladders
Not from paid dues, I used to owe
But from distant shores of strange land
Never flown to, or even know.
No penny, no purse and uglier
Than chimpanzees, well, with good doze
At same time raw like tomatoes;
My strength she pulls by straw she rolls.
The beautiful claws of wonders
Behind her, shows her camel-toes
Yet in her flaws she is better
Than the angels I used to know.
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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Isabella
Isabella
Isabella
Isabella
Whose sperm and egg
Formed your straight legs
And goodie bag.
Cracking the nuts
Your beauty hunts
Inside of it
Blacks do not crack
You never lack
Beautiful marks.
Isabella
Isabella
Isabella
You are pretty
That your beauty
Breaths life to death…
You are so rare
A pretty gel
Lips of Angels
And your dentals
Are so intact
Perfect in racks.
Isabella
Isabella
Isabella
You have this charm
Infectious smile
That takes to miles
Infatuations.
And the passion
In your fashion
Makes many man
Come to Milan
Lust as your fan.
Isabella
Isabella
Isabella
What will beauty
Look like without
You in its vault.
Perfect and fit
You are complete
With half moon lips,
The snow white teeth,
Infectious smile,
And pretty eyes.
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