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Internet girls

Your breast is well shaped
Like a giant grape
Curves around your waist
Calls for longing taste.

Temperature rise
From a million eyes
Seeing your bottom
Take seductive form…

You have amazing
Beauty to envy
But you bring them out
On the internet.

Just for million views
But that cheapens you
You still wouldn’t stop
Taking off your top.

When addressed as whore
You attack the foe
Yet your privacy
Is for all to see.

©2020 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Nigeria: Hypocritical

Please give them a job
You say no, taking all
Unemployment rise
Same underemployment

For greener pasture
Even our vulture
Fly off to foreign soils
Moral defendants

I heard the po po
Are after our sons
For the menace they
Commit in successions.

And with a peanut,
Cops shut a mouth
Flashing rubber bands
Laws reclaim a sight…

While we debate on
Who have more funds
They broke more grounds, on
U.S. most wanted list…

The internet scam
We encouraged
We now pretend
Shackling their hands.

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

Life on Social Media

My kindred will say; likes cure like,
But not the way you just click like
On all write-ups I do upload
Without reading a single word.

Most times you view with an envy
A fair exchange is no robbery
Scratch mine and yours I will scratch back
Yet you never will follow back.

Roosting peoples updates we see
I am guilty and it scares me
If you have been inside my shoes
You will have a personal clue.

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

Peck of destruction

In a process called ovulation
An egg begins with yolk formation
Mass of cells, vying for possession.

Then it rolls on for fertilization;
Whether or not there is such an action,
The egg rolls on with a passion.

Shells are formed for protection
Should embryo grow in incubation
Chick will hatch from peck of destruction.

But there is this contradictions
Of nature, culture and tradition
Arising through globalization

Spreading from internet connection,
Everyone rise with fun like vacations;
Abandoning baby-step rules and mission.

These days people, condemn bus stations
They roll in fast lanes of expectations
With a notion, success isn’t by preparation.

Everything is off, dance steps in seizures
Seems like abnormality is a leisure,
Broken are eggs, without yolk formation.

Road to stardom, no longer incubation
Even without due fertilization
Eggs now get, chick’s pecks of destruction.

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

Digital emotions

Shoulder to shoulder…
We meet at some point
Hiking up the cost
And, true price of hearts.

“Honey, sweety, I miss you”
We send empty messages
Sealing with sweet emoji
Just to make a statement.

I have got big issues
With faces unseen, texting
All including hoaxes
In digital emotions.

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

Sharing depression

Dead are the days
Of the secret diaries
Like the hoots to owls
Twitter is to the bird
None of these make sense..

But we all keep sharing
To the rabbit holes
We call the internet
The beautiful side
Of our mortal life

Hiding the webbed legs
Of a floating duck
All always seems well
Blowing big kisses
On pictures and videos

Creating bundle of hoaxes
Tagging and hiding
Our broken teeth;
And deep inside us
We are a heap of pain…

Yet we share information
Just to feed the brains
Of others watching
Making them feel
Our lives are better…

Then in turn, they repeat
The trend of gesture
Taking sweet pictures
Of sunlight, hiding heat
And passing depression.

©2018 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

On the internet

Things that we fear and things we wear
Like leaves on a tree, news is free
Open to the rain yet fearful of ruins

We catch a fever and cry like never before
Posting every secluded entries
Yet we say we have private lives.

Like Pandora’s box like this net
The Onus-Probandi of business deals
Is so ill on the internet.

We take to the cloud sounds so loud
As the moon lits we search for light
This is the life of millennial

Social decorum died in this forum
Now with figurines someone I have seen
And never met; lives on the internet.

©2018 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

The systems

Strange is the system that we dwell
We all have our own special type of jewel
The crown may fit the head yet don’t befit,
Like characters and rule of the leaders.

In this system we are under,
Some search for some golds and silvers,
Hitting ice-storms and drown in Rivers
For the taste of greener pasture.

Some pose like butterflies whereas
The schematics says something else
They wouldn’t be larvas they are
Like internet was made for this.

©2018 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

This Forum

There is this forum filled with talking drums
At same time freewill exhibiting skills
For relevance of hills while standing on trees.

In here we are singers not listeners
A great assembly that often trembles
Chasing the long bills expecting it fills

Hopefully waiting for impossibilities
We all want to own and make blood off stones
Because we all drive yet no one arrives.

©2018 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Phones

I don’t know,
If I am old
Or if I scold,
The things I know…
No more impact
And with a click
Relationships;
Out of the blue
Will begin, right
Over the moon.

I must just hate,
Applications
Online we date,
Without a face
Without impact,
We begin race
We are so close,
Yet we are far
But we are close
Connect to phones.

Now what is wrong
With dropping rose
On face to face,
Offline they say…
With tapping phones
The globe now sees
Wooing without
Having contact,
Loving pictures
Right from the phone.

©2017 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

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