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Sonnets: Marry you, some day…

I know your dad do not like me
And I know your mum detest me

I used to have this self control
Avoiding critics and their trolls…

I am in love, it is a fact…
At the paradise of my heart,

Where I ought to apply caution
Lust’s sentiments and obsession,

Makes my head go over my heels
And I don’t care what they feel…

Even when it is all taboo,
As long as it is all for you

Cats will always look at the king
But no setback will break my ring.

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

Beautiful Zombies

In two shakes of a dog’s tail
The weather changes, so they say
With raindrops that are rubied
Rolling from bunch of zombies

Staggering down in the street
Possessing all that they meet
Conspiracies all sprung up
As a norm we all adopt.

Decent ones in the city
Soon became filthy dirty
Devils and trolls we hired
Became woods in our fire

The blacks and whites not like us
We destroy with sticks and rods
When the infants starts to creep
We shoot them right from our hips

Yet with our scary wild eyes
We still hunt the tranquil ice
And not until we change our views
The zombies are all but good.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Let’s not begin to remember

Let’s not begin to remember all
All the sweet hugs and salt on injured sore
Indeed we once had colourful feathers
That in the wind glamourously fluttered
Until the tantrums had the best of us
And time after time, time couldn’t heal us.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Let’s not begin again

We let the picture mislead all that saw
Healthy Caterpillar with love for sure
Destined for metamorphosised wonders,
That in time never grew way more fonder.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Let’s not begin at all

Not all best of friends make good romance
Most at times a Prince Charm could come by chance

I know you are thinking it is all love
But there are two choices for every law,

Either you obey or disobey the signs
But please do not fall to my open arms

We could be white elephants to our hearts
Even with sparks we may not quench the dark.

Soon our hearts would die and die mercilessly
Taking sparks off, and hearts back to it knees.

(C) 2020 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Hope, love and faith

My mountain labor brought forth a mouse,
When I climb I land in a doghouse

I seemingly fell to the devil’s bait
Tears and sorrows, were all I could create…

Outside the window, the rainbow stood out
Reminding me, my life was hell in a handcart

Upon each dawn, I was so declining
Not one cloud over me had a silver lining

It was as if I ran on sharp blades and knives
Chasing free cheese in the mouse trap of life

Head down, back against the wall, at the corner
I had almost let my ghost take over

Then I summoned courage to water a seed
And that was enough to bring me good deed.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

My type of love

I can have the world by the tail
Even when all trials fail

I rather sleep alone and frown
Than skipping brain for a brawn

The quest for knowledge makes me gate crash
Giving me a ‘love at first sight” match..

When it comes to attraction
It is not the physical posession

But the content of the brain
Pouring on me like the rains

I seem to connect on every track
When energised by sweet sparks

In such plug is where I belong
Every second I get sprung

Reaching orgasm by listening
To the words that are spilling

From the lips of a rich brain
That may go by just any name

I don’t need a physical kiss
I am okay with a mental bliss.

(c) 2020 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Quintessences of love

Are you a deserted island or blue and soaked in tears?
I know of a drug that truly heals the disease soul

Dry bones propels around it even after it being broken
Choked thorax breaths healthily even after it was soldered

It resides by the corner where condemn irons bleed rust
It makes valuable from the core of the iron’s smelted ore

It clears the air, proving there is a soulmate for everyone
It is crazy, it is foolish and worth it when found

For in the furnace of the heart, it is quintessence
And although it makes no sense, it is best explained by itself.

©2020 http://vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Approached

Love finds a way like water
The right recipe matters
From a pot to make a dish
Meant to sustain and nourish.

Why is it that when man desire
To possess the burning fire,
He rushes where Angels fail to thread
For love, he goes off the deep end.

Until she fall under his belt,
He always seem to fidget
Most times his liver falters
And the right words fail to utter.

At the other side of the net,
Even with bee in her bonnet
The lady would be a cold fish
And dark horse, in face of her wish.

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

A reason to die

I don’t need to pull triggers
Even when I am a wild tiger
I don’t need to stretch out claws
To prove it’s sharp on the floor

I don’t need no gunpowders
All I need is a homemaker
Just the type that withstand breeze
And advocate for love and peace.

All hairs can not be long and dark
Hence before I make a remark
I love to see and analyze
And not just jump to criticize

I had taken a million punch,
Only to give out flower bunch
I do things as a diplomat,
But for blood till death, I fight.

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