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Like tall palm trees
The journey began as a joke
Till giant strides together yoked,
And there we stood, exchanging vows
Inner me smiled, exclaiming; wow !!!
Like a palm tree gallantly firm
Amidst the dust, and in the storm
Growing so tall, far from a fall
Never scared of heavy down pour
Instead making rich palm wine sap
And thick red oil that never slaps
May we never be affected
By seasons, no matter how red.
©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Diary of outputs
Verse I
When I had few teeth,
I loved hardcore
From the obvious,
I made some blunders
But not until
Anxiety had guns
And curiosity came
With bad results
Tantrums died
In blood and guts.
Verse II
Ladies as Angels
Sparked my plugs
Like the poets say,
Love is blind
Trauma is best explained
If experienced
I never knew love
Had a shark’s tooth
Until blood and thunders
Yielded heartbreak.
verse III
I built high walls
Taller than mountains
Anticipating
None to tear down
But the slightness
Of winds that blew
The blue clouds
And hunter green grass
Brighten while the
Red roses came scenting.
Verse IV
Competitions and
Blood in the water
Made me strong,
I guess Nature lectures
For as I thought
As a kid back in time;
….Mop the house
If there is ever a slime
Success is not a
A blood from stone.
©2018 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Sentrybox of choice
I am sentry
So strong and meek
My booth and tree
Does often leak.
Oh yes I bleed
The gush of geek
Along the wind
Of blood picnic.
Outside I gaze
All days of weeks
The stars and haze
And all the reeks…
And when they fall
Bold as the cheek
An heavy pour
The hearts they strike…
I do not chase
After side chic
Over the face
Where dog do lick.
©2017 Vinzpoetry.wordpresz.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Parents blood
Rivers of life from parents
Flows deeply in thick veins
Carrying strains of greatness,
Stemming from the lines,
Of diabetic parachutes.
Yeah! We do not chicken out
From challenges but fight
The demons for our rights
With genes of our mothers
We are blessed like no other.
The thick red fluid of parents
Has big pants and big brains
Flying without feathers;
Making us the leaders
As our father’s very child.
© 2017, Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Author: Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
Form: 7-6-6-6-7 syllable per verse
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Complicity
I change, I am not constant
Every day I change objects
Hoping not to be outdated.
If the night arise, I lit
A cloak of light to fight,
And quench the growing night.
When the cock decides to crow
With stars and moon I crawl
Into the otherside that brawl…
Creeping with reptiles of mine
My complicity shines,
Guilty of a creative mind.
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