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Arts of imagination

So smart is the Creator, creating templates
Submerged under the wetness of the deep blue ocean
Are submarines dwelling in habitat of fishes.

Every manmade item, has nature it emulates
Even the time saving aircrafts replicates
In wings and in design, the sky flying aves.

The wheels we drive have animals views
The train on rails moves like centipedes and snakes
What a sweet systematic modification.

In my head, I work out natures patterns for
Imagination often reveal how sweet the world can be
Springing forth from the things that we see.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

So incomplete

Tell me of what purpose
Is a neck without a head
Or a head without a game
Or chess game without a king
Or a king without a throne
Or a throne without subjects
Or subjects without a face
Or a face without a teeth
Or a teeth without a mouth
Or a mouth without a tongue
Or a tongue without a taste
Or a taste without judgement
Or judgements by the moon-blind

What use is moon without Sun
Or the Sun without the light
Or the light without the heat
Or the heat without the cold
Or the cold without a breeze
Or the breeze without the chill
Or the chill without a road
Or the road without a path
Or the path leading no where
Or a crowded place yet empty
And no world, yet with round fences
Without you things make no sense
With a sense so incomplete.

By Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
© Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Photograph Sourced from artfido on instagram

Tales Of A Wife: First Daughter Of A King (Adaobi)

She’s fair and tagged yellow paw-paw
She has got this spark of the smiling sun
If you aren’t a Pope please pile your eyes
With the way she poses, she isn’t a slip-up
Indeed there is no other name to reveal
She is that love note of no oppose
A conviction for the power of gorgeousness
Beating deep within somewhere at the front of the back.
Succulent like cucumber between the moving jaws
She sends men fishing like the tribe of Ijaw
Mummy’s baby, Daddy’s daughter
The beautiful Aniocha child
First daughter of a King – Adaobi
Every lip confesses.

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