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Breeze at night

Wind colours my parlour
And my rooms, aids my cars
But at night, makes me light.

Without rules, it breeze through
Pore and hole in my soul,
Far from moots sleeps it smooths.

Its sweet air, grooms my hairs,
As the wind blows my mind
I stretch hands above sands.

Feeling fly up in sky
When the sun, sets for dawn
And the light, sleeps for night

There is this, feeling springs
Riding home on its dome,
Nothing beats breeze at nights.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Love of a palm wine tapper

A palm wine tapper
Goes an extra mile
Climbing; risking it all
For the love and joy.

He understands pain
And makes the most
From cuts flowers
Of a palm tree…

He doesn’t hate
But improves tastes,
By fermenting
Giving sap a life.

Even when trees fall
He understand all
And extract tears
Into kegs of life…

He immortalizes
The names of trees
And kills fear
In souls that taste.

Dear, if you wish
To die for love
Don’t die in arms
Of a rich man…

Yes, he loves you
But soon as you ghost
Activities would,
Make him erase you.

Don’t die in hands
Of a poor man too
His mentality
Would drag you to mud.

But like a writer
A palm wine tapper
Would bring you to life
Like he does the fallen trees.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Waking to dawn by the mist

What I love about this time of the season
Are the fogs, mists and dews with reasons-
Be that; as soon as the sun wakes from west,
And there are no fabrics over my chest,

There is this sensation I get from the fogs
When they get me misted by cold windy slogs.
Striking me through my wide open windows,
Waking me up to the dawn, from my pillow

It feels like life has not an atom of troubles
And days are easy like Sunday mornings.
It has this freshness and smell of a good wine
Especially when the environment is serene.

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Go green

There are beautiful things
For the human eyes to see
That every tree often sings
Though their leaves may fall
Forcing them to look so bare
They are revitalized by the soil
These leaves fell to their fate.

There are no challenges or states
From the realms in which we dwell
That can not be battled to win;
Try to switching lifestyle to green
Feeding and resting; lay your pains
Trade it all for undiluted peace
There are pleasures in life; drop pains.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Worldline

Plastics are made from oil
Underneath the surface soil

Hot balloons are filled with air
Same air makes the fire flare.

Cruel we may title deathwards
Yet we no not what is beyond

Obviously we critic perfection,
Probably to gain an attention

Whereas we are not makers
But inhabitant and users.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Helping hands

Matters rise and matters fall
In the deep blue Ocean
Nature is a rotating ball…

One drop of added water
Helps fight evaporation
In a drying river.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Nature seeks balance

There is such a beautiful thing
Called ugly logical mystery.
Studied and comprehended
Yet never understood.

This thing spits out fluids
This thing brings out flames
And come rain and come sun
Every day a child is born.

Born and wired by default
To be found even with faults
Yet on his peculiar bolts
Nature draw threads for a nut.

Around which leaves start flying
When the storm comes whirling
From the large breathing nose
Of the great beautiful universe.

Thus unsettling the dirty dust
As life, to run in such a rush
And within his pumping chest
Is pestilence of a fickle heart

Disturbing minds, blowing fences
For all senses to experience
The magnanimous wonder
Existence shall love to ponder.

Sitting on a rocking seesaw
Short, life is cooked and raw
Reaching for an equilibrium
Tapping switches, off and on;

Beside the controlling force
Is existence gravity source
On Earth, Nature a thing
Giving dust and taking points of origin.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Time: Timeline

Fragile, life starts
Fine as frog’s skin
Along the line
A thing called time
Slowly ticks till
Smooth trashes to bin
kick into touch
Killing nature.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Eagle: King of Avians

Sky is blue, mulling over
Near from a distance
Amazing and full of wonders
On Earth and existence,

I stare mutely without blinks
At the king of Avian kingdom,
Heavy head and a strong beak,
Feathers flapping for freedom

In the air it pause and floats
With a gesture, embrace me
Valor and strength on a vault
Flying higher than tall hills.

Far and wide, with great eyesight
Boldness and strength of its bone
God created what men reinvent
Is the song of an Eagle’s tone.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Retiring Poet

If I am to stop writing poems today
I must make sure, I have written
About love, and my unending love
For the unquestionable nature
And an unequivocal culture we share.


I must make sure, I have written
About the identity of human being
The true beautiful African skin
And the attractiveness of all races
That thus grace this small world.


I must make sure, I have written
Praising God and the deities served
For creating things pure and clean
With sexuality to reckon with
As a true phenomenal being.


I must make sure, I have written
All of the memories in my head
Wealth in knowledge and in pockets
Of the family I carved out from it
Down running time; called history.


I must make sure, I have written
About the politicians and politics
The bold lies they love to tell
And the unshamed long nose
That led to many self discovery…


I must make sure, I have written
All about the innocence of a dove
The experience of the sun and rain
And the misunderstand conflicts
And the reasons no one burry hatchets.


I must make sure, I have written
About the realities we term death
And the fake deceits of life
Why male chauvinism hurt wife
Holding spoon we see as jagged knife.


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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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