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The road cries

Carols by the candles
Celebrating a cradle
Atmospheric wonders
Gives the heart a ginger
This is just the reason
The road cries this season.

Ribbons decorating
Christmas trees glittering,
Fireworks and knockouts
Are madness people front…
This is just the reason
The road cries this season.

With an intrigued pupil
The festivities pulls
People burning fossils
In their automobiles
This is just the reason
The road cries this season.

There are massive movements
Just to have that moment
A moment of Christmas,
And a new year at last;
This is just the reason
The road cries this season.

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

Christmas Fireworks

Red shades and shinning bulbs I see
Several boxes pilling as hills
Seasons like this, I come out free
All shades of flames to cherish
Light me up before I perish
Lonely Christmas is not my wish.

Take down the walls and bricks of dree
For Christmas brings my perfect flee
Fireworks outside, am so pretty
All shades of flames to cherish
Light me up before I perish
Lonely Christmas is not my wish.

Underneath the big Christmas tree
My melodies echo and glee
Mountain highs I spark my fees
All shades of flames to cherish
Light me up before I perish
Lonely Christmas is not my wish.

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

Red Christmas fence

People build fences
To keep people out
And some times some
People build fences
To keep people in.

But this December
I shall build fence
With Santa ribbons
Red and white, to match
Fencing haters out…

With the same decors
And the same fence built
Will hearts be protected
Keeping love ones in
On a Christmas day.

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

Stolen kisses

I saw a treasure trove,
In the galaxies clove.

Sparkling as she rode
Breathless, my lungs close.

Her teeth is an alcove…
Her skin glitters like gold.

With a countenance of dove;
Drunk on my body soave

If love is ever true
She is like cloud so blue

Heads tucked in red
Underneath mistletoes
Kisses are often stole.

© 2017 vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

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