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Sonnet: Choose your status

I have seen all spoons
Some are silver made
And others are not…

I have seen all stoves
They all have same pots;
Some are filled with golds
Others are mere stones…

I have seen their tasks,
Their true potentials
And varying taxes…

I realized,
Life gives us blank cheques
To choose our status
And lifetime wages.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Hazel’s Diary: Do not flinch

Hazel my child you are so pure
Inside you is a super gene
Transcribed from wit and translated
From immeasurable greatness;
Your beauty is bright as a sun
With a strong untamed energy,
You represent a winning brood
Under God’s wings, favor and grace
Make the most of the brood you are.

Hazel my child, you will fly but
Before you run, you must first walk
Give yourself time to reach the moon
Steps on ladders have a purpose
For an introspective idea
All you need is to make a move
And never you be scared to fail
“Quitting cold turkey”, is the wedge
Only between you and success.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Fall to rise

I sowed to reap fruits
But got uprooted roots
I awaited helpers
Yet got more takers
Now more than ever.

Yes, I am frowning
For, I am drowning,
And so on my own
Trying to make home,
In full flesh and bone…

Outcome dock my tail
More I try I fail
And fall on wrongs slides
More turbulent tides
Never fail to hide

From hot pot to fire
Consuming desires
Seems like luck and I
Got issues somehow
That tears fill my eyes

If you are falling
Like I am falling
Free your mind, let go
There are times that holes
Are best to regrow.

Worry not that none
Assisted your corn
Seeds that fall harder
Decay, grow better
Richer and stronger.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

How I shine

I am like a breeze dispersed seed
Going wherever He takes me to
The I rotten, and germinate
Becoming a tree, rich and strong
All my the pains I have been through
Are written on my leaves and stems.

I am like a breeze dispersed seed
And I have felt the touch of God
Comforting, but I can not explain
Neither can I describe, how it felt
Going through volcano, and back
Sprouting richly in the deserts.

I am like a breeze dispersed seed
Going through land of no return
In the times I thought I was gone
Out of the blues, came his fingers
Lifting me above the waters
Saving me from awful disaster.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Fighter

Are you glad to see my back
So that only you can advance
Are you glad to see my fall
So that you alone can fly high…
Are you envious of my shine
Sorry to break it down to you
Amazing how hard I fall
Someone like me never give up.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Lament of a Grass

I want to speak on a hot potato
Not the sexy spicy mama you know
Neither is it a romance story told
But Elephants that think they are gods.

Left to them, grasses trembled on
And shrubs beneath knees should not grow
They demand loyalty and a jump on bandwagon
Riding straight to the deep pit of hell.

Whereas, no life on earth forever stays
No conjuring charms can evade the decay
Soon you will be late, and no longer participate
In the affairs of those living on earth

Would you know you, when you are late?
This is just a penny for you thoughts
Give support rather than uprooting roots
Be humble, we all broke out by chance

Stop living life like you created yourself..
We are under the sky, breathing same air
Heal me with kindness at the drop of your hat
Not boss me around, like you can buy life.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Face of fear

I so love
to spread my wings
Wearing courage
while I swing.

I may bend
but can not break
Wearing courage
when I shake.

I nosedive
but try to keep
Wearing courage
while I slip.

I stick needles
in my eyes
Wearing courage
is a prize.

I am a lion
brave and strong
wearing courage
all day long.

I embrace
my worst demons
Wearing courage
and they run.

I try again
when I fail
Wearing courage
over ails.

I have one rule;
“no regrets !”
Wearing courage
like a shirt.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Ocean of needs

The ocean of need heeds to insidious fun
I have sailed, until invidious reactions
Drowned me in an unpleasant fiction
Then I realized, no man is contented
The more I stretched, pregnant pause I got
Looking behind, during times of regrets.

I learnt through the hard way, further I went
The more I developed needs and fared worst
Discrediting all of my achievements
Searching for heights, to me; “my now” sucks
I am human, I want more and more, of course!
I didn’t see the other side of the coin; thus,

Please while we speak bitter of our lives
Know that someone who was once alive
Prettier and stronger than us, didn’t survive
The more we want is the more we drift
Let us learn to appreciate our efforts
Give helping hands and kill self doubt.

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Staying at the top

You desire to build a perfect home
Halfway through, the end never comes
Hoping to outgrow the middle life
Unknown to you, you got peace of mind.

Building ridges, you nourished the plans
But allowed impatience scatter the sands.
Craving for crazy conspicuous wealth
But I see beyond, to what would be felt

Forcing a way to be part of the creams
Building bridges to connect the dreams
In speedy way, far from the organics
Leveraging, but I see future panics.

Road to success needs bravery fight
But when moments arise you chicken out
On the first sight and upon hearing sounds
You did not make it through the first round.

Now you have failed, take a step at a time
I can assure you, it would all be fine
Getting to the top comes with blemishes
Hurtful pains, tears, hitches and glitches

Thus; your objective would be to maintain
The new found status in the hall of fame
Snatch your victory from the jaws of defeat
I know you are capable of achieving heights.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

The strength of hope

Surrounded by the energies of negativity,
Emerging with a great charge of positivity
Even in a stinky dung or in a deep coma
The smell of hope has a pleasant aroma

At first, you sniff more than you should
Until you surrender your mighty taste buds
Even with logically evidence flying around
A lot of people will make discouraging sounds

But hope will stick with a great satisfaction
Giving the mind an awesome gratification,
Even the far fetched triumph is motivating
Creating that crazy sense of well-being.

Obviously, hope is that not everyone fancy
Many at times it is seen as complacency…
Even when it fixes a million wears and tears
Just because it is empty, they look elsewhere

No matter what may be on the other table
Hope makes man’s wants and needs; satiable
Even when doubts critic contentment
Hope seals all until success cement it.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

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