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No Roses

I know your worth
It is a gold
Royal and just
So majestic


Your fragile heart
Do not deserve
Anything not
Brand new and real.


So I mould me
From ashes and clays
Using bloods from past
Heartbroken life…


Yes I love you
But I can not
Come up with roses
Saying I do.


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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Tales Of A Wife: Shrieks

Shrieks of my laughters
The daughters of a dye
Pretty wings that fly
Up in the sky
With a screeching happy-cry.

Always got me
Gazing up the sky
Not just the sky
But the unseen skit
Skit in the blue-sky.

Undisputed beauty of facts
Most gorgeous and fine
Pretty wings of a fly
If you don’t notice
You most be blind.

I dwell under such passion
Beautiful cloud of affection
Blue affectionate infection
Poisoned I am
Paramedics found no solution

Witch-doctors foresaw its function
Spotless pretty winged
Flapping out such colours
Not one in a million
But one in a lone, guess its unique.

This beautiful
Is what everybody would place
As an order
The shrieks of my laughter
After you no other.

Doctors’ Report on Our Love

This is a short story of an impossible love which is neither theirs nor the doctor’s but their blood genotype. He tries to explain the reasons as said by the doctor hoping she would understand.

Doctors’ Report on Our Love

 

You know that I need you

Like hearts do blood

But…:

Don’t ask me “why the but”

For genotype forbids us

Passion yes do,

But… for our kindred sake

Doctors say;

Let’s make this union fake.

 

Please buy and stop this fight,

You’re my air, girl, I breathe you

But…:

Stop picking and throwing dishes at me

Just let defiance go

Defend our honor, protect no pride

This good advice I hate too

Doctors say;

Let’s make this union fake.

 

By Onyeche Vincent Onyeka

© 2011;

Wall-apart

Wall-apart

“Adama” I called you

Do you remember…?

When we were younger

How happy we were

Biding a low-bye

Even when daddy and mummy

Watched with a questioning eye-brow

 

“en” You replied

 

Do you know why…?

I searched for my neatest clothes

Anytime you were around me

Gentrification in action

Reasons to the little B-girl

Smiling and enticing me

To look the very best

 

Do you remember…?

All of the things we said

Through the tall fence

Calling names, laughing and gibing

Fun became boring

We were deprived

Deprived by the walls.

 

 

By Onyeche Vincent Onyeka

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