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Unsealed

Speech unspoken
Leaves have fallen
Hot now frozen

We do not bind
Yet, love is blind,
Blowing out minds.

Our hearts are clays
On a display
Cracking both ways..

It is a shame
We quench our flames
Passing the blame.

After the lies
And thousand times
We lost the sparks

We still do fight
In dark and light
Shredding our hearts.

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

Chinese whispers

Where did love go? Do you want to know?
Maybe some stories are better untold
Love at first sight gave me a Chinese whisper
Changing from a whisper to another whisper..

The first said she did not love me
The second said, I should go on my kneel
She became my religion, I knelt and prayed
I fought tooth and nail for love to stay,

I gave her my soul but she refrained
Yet love kept saying; “she loves you this way”
Painting a picture of a cat’s whisker
Better than all my previous lovers.

Then at last, she cruelly broke my heart
And scattered the pieces over the world
Clearly, love made me a shadow of myself
Lonely in a house filled with people.

But most times I search through the window
For her even with tears on my pillow
I keep seeing her sweet charming face
Slowly winking at me and blowing a kiss.

Love at first sight gave me a Chinese whisper
Changing from a whisper to another whisper..
Saying she loves me, whereas she doesn’t
Know I exist, damn I am in a total dismal.

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

All covet, all lose

All covet, all lose
Karma sings a lot
Stop jumping from one
To another in town
Do better than sex
If you have to flex
Don’t toy with hearts
With axe, rocks and kites.

All and more were voiced
But he made his choice;
It is not as though
He never felt those
Soft as his pillow;
He could not swallow
His amazing pride
That fuels his sweet ride

Winning all laurels
For using their towels
Until he met her
And many of her
All covet, all lose
Karma sings a lot
Love he buys cheaply
Love he pays dearly.

Even the newborns grow
Filling polls that flows
An everyday shop
He has tried to stop
But there is a pull
From Adam’s apple
A longer throat thing
Wanting more of flings.

©2019 http://vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Lust is an integral of love

One home, one man, two girls
Relationship John has
With Mary is divine
But he keeps an affair
With pretty sexy Jane.

Mary is but a fruit;
While Jane, ravishing seed
knows the ways of the cats.
John says he loves Mary
While he lust after Jane.

From secret, the sun shines
Driving shadows away
Now it is crystal clear
But how did roses wither
And pleasure turn toxic?

Do you know, what lust is?
It is integrated
As a core part of love
Love without lust is dead
Lust without love is evil.

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

Nichole to Nicholas (7): Dwelling in a Dead Sea

Obviously, this is lovelorn…
An ice at the core of a fire
In the quest to find love
And any to sweep off feet.

“Oh… how do I breath,
Without his touch
And feelings in short”
She cried, and flew off.

Heavy laden in tandem repeat
None of which Nick noticed
While chasing after Cole…
Ignorantly he let an Angel go.

Obviously he was in whole
Nothing but a living dead
Swimming and dwelling
Unknowingly, in a dead sea.

©2018 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
The Nichole to Nicholas Series by
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Nichole to Nicholas (6): Loving Nichole

Rolling on the floor
Where she had fallen
Desecrating her wings
After admiring from heaven…

Loud she cried
But he didn’t blink an eye
Nor realize
Her eyes had tears

Neither did he notice
The morale of happiness
Drifted south to abysmal
Why worry, she concluded,

When his heart beats loud
Not in a form of fright
But in bliss and flight
For someone else…

©2018 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
A Nichole to Nicholas Series by
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Nichole to Nicholas (5): Abysmal

Every night for seven years
She sang to him sweet lullabies
So he could fall back to sleep.
But not until red roses withered
On her fluffy knees, flat she fell
To an extent even heavens cried..
Heavy laden in walls of her heart
But the greatest dismay to her
Wasn’t the doubt of her purity
Nor the existence myths of Angels
But the fact that she sang
And watched him fall asleep
For seven good years, while
He had wet dreams for someone else.

©2018 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
A Nichole to Nicholas Series by
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Nichole to Nicholas (4): Injured to abysmal

No time and no hearts
But shredded feathers
And chopped off wings
Cost an Angel a cry.

Oh what a great pain
More than whips of cane
But sorrowful abysmal
Of heartbreak, she cried.

©2018 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
A Nichole to Nicholas Series by
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Go away! Get lost!

Hey…! enough of the on and off
No more switch, no more jagged knife
Take it far away from my life…
Including words that made me fall
Take the sweet cherries, take them all,
Enough of being just your sex doll.

Spreading my knees, chest you shove
Mounting on me your weight in clove
Mumbling aloud; I love… love… love
Grabbing my waist like pillows
Thrusting and banging my window
Ejaculating moaning; I love the limbo…

Not sooner comes the creamy milk
You remove your long joystick
Then zip up and away you walk
To return when you want another wreck
And after drilling into my body lake
You tell me; “babe, let’s take a break”.

Hey…! enough of the on and off
No more switch, no more jagged knife
Take it far away from my life…
Including words that made me fall
Take the sweet cherries, take them all,
Enough of being just your sex doll.

©2018 http://www.vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Dear Anita

Dear Anita, a lady of glamour
To all knocking on your door
Your beauty powers the Sun
The reason many will fall
Is that you are not just fair
But your fragrance filters the air…
From strangers, cometh a friend
So be nice to the very end.

©2018 vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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