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Uncontrollable Emotions

Uncontrollable Emotions

 

Keen the whole lot,

Have you seen Adam’s Eve?

Killing every great-whale

She’s an obvious thumbscrew

Twisting and clogging hearts off service.

 

An invisible enemy, she’s a friend

Passionate and blinding

Killing all great-whales

With uncontrollable emotions

And a Jurat weakness

 

Just like law, keen the whole lot.

Acquitted or sentence to death

She’s the jury charges

Hammering desk with pictures

Stamping a gap in the castle walls

 

She’s a friend, an invisible enemy

As beautiful as garden trees

As tall as those found in moist habitats

Nevertheless,

She’s as vulnerable as fuel.

 

 

By Onyeche Vincent Onyeka

© 2010 (https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com)

Tales Of A Wife: Soul Mate

The Ring To Tangle

Soul Mate

Soul mate

I hear her even voice

As comforting as rest of mind

Engaging like a busy day

A smooth fond of powder

A naked goddess attraction.

I see her spotless face

Dirt hating,

Enriched hair, neck, body and legs

Exaggerating beauty my body’s buddy

Just what the doctor ordered.

I feel her pillow touch

So soft

Succulent tasty juice

Like birds to air

Her lips, my perfect pair.

I always reach for her

On phone, life and even in dreams

Odds to the dreams

For in dreams

My arms clutched empty air.

By Onyeche Vincent Onyeka

© 2010

Tales Of A Wife: Ad infinitum

  • Welcome, come into my haven, teddy beer 
  • Taste beer, prove law wicked, and love fair
  • Wireless connection, one brain we share
  • Spend lifetime jointly my graceful dear…
  • Down the stairs or up the stars 
  • Ad infinitum, rest on the bed let them jeer 
  • My hand’s the pillow; let them stare 
  • Put your feet up and destroy those fears
  • Sorrows are gone; cease the tears, 
  • Intertwine our keen, the breezing air, 
  • Starry-eyed care, grab the gear and don’t be shy,
  • A millisec, if signal lowers ’tis like:… years.
  • Head-in-the-clouds, the star stares, 
  • Mayflowers wish they had ears to hear,
  • Cradle insists we lay tranquil for years. 

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