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Waking up till we ghost

Larvas may fly as butterflies
All moves they try are old in skies

Partying wile! come out in style
In a short while, we all will die.

On chopping boards we are capons
Life grabbed the horns, and toss a coin

Not all that churn, spread butter on
Like rhinos horns, unequal torn

Finger are not, same bolts and nuts
Nights batter hats, it hurts a lot.

Up comes the sun, we think we won
But we are born to take a turn

There is no cure to our failure
It is for sure, life is impure.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Sonnet: Holy terror of Nature

I fell in love with nature’s rove
Till she dug hole shredding my soul.
My arteries drain like batteries
Then cable cuts, flesh starts to rot
Her rivers flow and her wind blows
With such a charm until it harms,
So not my fault, I don’t want
Another round of sight and sound.
In fear I pound so fast and loud
By Nature’s jar both near and far,
My worst nightmare, is how she flares
Like I owe her, lots of naira.
Displaying rage from stage to stage
Till the sky drops, she never stops.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

False battlefields

Life is a complex cable
Connecting possibilities
Goals we chase but blows we get
Taking turns receiving drop jaws
For what do I know, than to say
If you fail, try and try again.

Life is a complex cable
Connecting possibilities
No matter how you try and try
If preparation meets not
With an opportunity
Failure will be inevitable.

Life is a complex cable
Connecting possibilities
Gurus we are, and so we wish
Trying to gain an Einstein’s hairs
Fair enough, nothing ever counts,
In six feet where skulls shall rot.

Life is a complex cable
Connecting possibilities
No man can escape the result
If you attempt cheating death
Warm will turn cold while you realize
Finding success is died in cast.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Sonnet: Never Were

Fighters wear gloves to win
Trophies thrown in the bin
History tells of things
As it pleases, versions told.
Forgetting roots that hold
Forgetting ray but beams
Life is, a funny dream..!

Miserable but it seems
To have coat some sweet cream
And others bitter trims
Oh life is a short film
In case, it starts to dim
Don’t you fight or scream
At the end, no one wins.

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

Sonnet: Rocks and rivers

This breathe beholds short stick to hold
Run out of luck, still like a rock,
The rivers flows, yesterday played
Aloud in heads, all the good times
Shared in the shirt of wine and dirt.

Tomorrows lives and also leaves
Breathe are fooled by pretty tools
Fighting for wealth from width to breath
Daring last feet for wine and dirt
Wearing the shirt dust never fulls.

This breathe beholds short stick to hold
Run out of luck still like a rock,
As rivers flows, stars also glows
With regrets yet, none dish the dirt.

©2018 http://Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Racing in existence

On your marks, set…
….You are just cells
Only a sperm
On rehearsals
Running on heels
To make the list
Of many faces.

Life is a race,
Your parents are
To call the shots…
Distance we run
Varies in tracks
Individual
Oh.. destiny.

Put on a fight
To be the best
End matters most
More than the start;
The finish line
May sometimes come
With its regrets..

Especially
When the sweet race
Is but half length,
Chunky and short
Or so tragic.
That is the point
We know as death.

And every day
I often pray
And say; “His grace”
For finish line
To have a tune
So I can reach,
Not anytime soon.

©2018 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Love is killed by Angels

Life is all the colors but, fair
While death makes existence unclear
Are you looking for sources of pain?
By judgment gate, jump off the train.

You will find the harmless Angels
Fetching out corpse from love wells
Whose hearts and lungs were ripped off
Their positions by the Angels themselves.

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

Kismet of heartbreak

Heartbreak in life is inevitable
Sad news brings a form of pain
That may thump and break
The heart figuratively and literally.
Romance lost, is not just
Such kind of heartbreaking cause.

Just in case you do not know
Without flames it also glows
Not only in loss of romance
Heartbreak occurs in demise
Of a loved one, that left the heart
With hollow and intense sorrow.

©2018 http://Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Lock in syndrome

Not dead not alive
Yet brain did not allow
The body parts
To carry out
Their function.

Diseases can be
As cold as an ice
To an extent that;
Great and mighty
Falls and humbles….

I got to know a Bee
Busy beautiful butterflies;
Who was an Einstein
Writing letters while blinking
His cold craving eyes.

Breathing is a shame
When death is dare
Coming as blunder
Terminal disorder
To all organs in sum

“What is your name
Demons in there”
I asked in wonder
Only to discover
He had ‘lock-in-syndrome’.

Not dead not alive
Yet brain did not allow
The body parts
To carry out
Their function.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Gracefully

Anything is possible if ants build hills
Please always pray for me
In your religion and in your beliefs
Pray for wealth and long life that give a relief
For death still remains the debt we all owe
Though by faith, but no one knows
The means or route answers comes to hand
All we know are factors that makes the ice melt down.

©2018 http://Vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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