Home » Posts tagged 'Poem'
Tag Archives: Poem
Beyond sane minds
There are people
who are crumbled
Gone bananas
losing marbles
Seeming normal
but in a mess
Each time their mind
is put to test
Some are nutty
as a fruitcake
And may not know
Is all it takes
There are people
with ropes and knifes
Guns and poisons,
taking their lives
Some are confused
so lost within
Some regular
with wetting chins
See, life is hard
there ain’t no doubt
But in the dark,
mind is the light
And ought to be
A docile sea
Where storms may come,
But wait and see
For droplets lost
will be renewed
And even when
you’re feeling blue
Fallen to pieces,
Or ship capsized
Do not think of
shutting those eyes
Should you be a
giver of pain
I guess you have
to change that name
Not all insane
roam in the streets
Help those you see,
regain their sights.
(C) 2021 http://vinzpoetry.Wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
Share this Poem :
Beclouded rose
Starring in the roles of ecstasies
Are bewitching flowers from precious trees
That exists in the sacred rhapsodies
Of fickle hearts catching pitter-patter,
From the styles and stigmas that deters
Immortals from grace as they pander.
This very pedal has an inner beauty
That conforms not with confidentiality
Instead her fragrance, in high velocity
Make the honeycombs to never run dry
As it willingly dispenses cravings into beehives
Transmitting signals stamen long to have.
This flower is configured to shine and rule
Her pride rests on her own receptacle
She’s beauty personified, yes it’s true
Like Aphrodite’s in reincarnation
Stretching back from time of creation
Till now, none can compete with her perfection
Aside the artifact in the treasure chest
Inside the ecstasy, she appears stainless,
Big and soft, classy and simple, yet complex
As her shadow, I’ve seen her naked by the mirror
Intently conceiving herself a pure allure
Whereas outside the illusion she has many scars and errors.
© 2021 http://vinzpoetry.Wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
Share this Poem :
Depth of sheds
Sirens wailing
Choppers hovering,
Nigeria
Now a war zone!
We were once one
Inseparable
Nigerians
Not anymore…
It hurts so bad
I do love the name
Nigeria
But not the pain…
Thousands as much
We work for peanuts;
Nigeria!
… Hate us that much?
Should we reject
Being born in here;
Nigerians
Or fix it all?
Who is to blame
Geo-region, tribes,
Nigerians
Smiling in pains?
Millions suffer
Dying of hunger;
Nigerians
Still kill their selves.
Oh yes, we know
Change is gradual;
Nigeria
We pay our dues
Yet you make it
Insignificant;
Nigerians
You scare away.
I am so soaked
Not in tears of joy;
Nigeria
But common pains
I wish I shed
A Crocodile’s tears
Nigeria
Each time you bled…
But I love you
Magnanimously
Nigeria
Reasons I cry…
These my tears are
Not from romances of
Nigerians
Nor their heartbreaks…
But from the fall
Of an iroko tree;
Nigeria
Heading down south
Stretching my hands
Unable to help
Nigeria
And help myself.
©2021 http://vinzpoetry.Wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
Share this Poem :
Indescribable
Outcomes of our fall,
Has an open door
Coming from a war
We may tag as life,
Fighting for our lives
Gaining dust for ranks.
Scythe or by broom
People still presume
We roam in their rooms
When we turn to ghosts
Whose breath cease to fit
While the maggots eat.
People think we see,
Walk and always feel
All they tag as real…
Could it be an end
Or a sort of bend
To a whole new blend?
Death breeds afterlife
We were once alive
To say otherwise
Now we are the myths
That are real or not
Until shadows exit…
On this battlefield
Life is short indeed
Silence is the shield
Separating lines
Yes, none can describe
What death may look like.
©2021 http://vinzpoetry.Wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
Share this Poem :
Scythe of fate
Another day, another breath
Of not waking up in the depths
Sometimes I scream inside my tent
Waking up from the blanks of rest
Another day, another breath
Of not waking up in the depths
From the voids that cause me to shed
It all seems like I lose my head;
Another day, another breath
Of not waking up in the depths
Wondering what it would be like
In total void away from life…
Another day, another breath
Of not waking up in the depths
Within my faith there is despair
Lying next to my greatest fear
Another day, another breath
Of not waking up in the depths
Transparent yet still not clear
One day I would be missing here…
Another day, another breath
Of not waking up in the depths
Trees may fall, the leaves may dry
I heard that, the soul never dies
Another day, another breath
Of not waking up in the depths
Wondering if soul is a myth
Created to ease the scythe of fate.
(C) 2021 http://vinzpoetry.Wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
Share this Poem :
Tears in all I have seen
I have seen flags
Raised in borders
I have seen tapes
Encroaching lines…
The words I heard
Carried by winds
Came in varied
In tones and tongues…
I have heard truths
Subdued by lies
Carried my both
Adults and youths
I have seen blood
From veins and genes
I have seen guns
I have seen dust…
I have seen flesh
The thick and soft
I have seen swords
Slice them like breads…
I have seen heat
I have seen snows
I have seen rains
Flush away souls
I have seen birds
Creating nest
I have seen jets
Shredding their eggs
I have seen shells
Emptied on lands
I have seen bombs
Drop from the sky
I have seen girls
I have seen boys
Become friends
Sometimes strangers
I have seen parts
Of bodies reaped
I have seen legs
Opened and raped…
I have seen things
Awful and weird
I have seen moon
Subdued by light
I have seen books
Termed as Holy
Read by same folks
Killing for God
I have seen riots
I have seen flames
I have seen tears
Drip from pillows
I have seen men
Enjoying war…
It never ends
It just replays
From tradition
And geo regions
To religions
And possessions
Strangely, it is
The common thing
That bonds men that
Tears them apart
And it worsens…
By every dawn
And sunsets of
Generations…
I wish I could
From the comfort
Of my bedroom
Fix the whole world
Turn things a new
But I am part
Of the problem
Destroying earth.
(C) 2021 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
Share this Poem :
Red orange Delilah
Heaven may see through my corrupt thoughts
And the point where my conscience got burnt...
Until it sees a beauty with grace and elegance
Making a statement; fall or take a chance...
Heaven may erase my name from the book of life
But I await the judgement after my demise
For there is a perspective of sin I have seen
That justifies impermissible carnal sin.
Heaven knows that even immortals
Can't take their stainless eyes off her
Her body configuration do not hide
The amazing workshop where God's craft abide
Heaven knows that her skin is as soft as a wool
Red orange Delilah meant for Samson's Waterloo...
I know in heaven my thoughts are condemned
But with her, I would rather stay as damned.
(C) 2021 Http://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
Share this Poem :
Hazel’s diary: World’s greatest daughter
Staring at an infancy
I could smell her fantasies
And wonders of her dreams,
Walking through the autumn leaves.
With innocence at its peak
Belly laughing, at a trick
When she chuckles, I chuckle
When I guffaw, she guffaws.
She fetches the handkerchief
To dry tears on others cheek
She is a tower of strength
God bless her future friends…
There seems to be so much joy
Watching her pet her own toys
Pampering them like they breath
Dancing to songs and the beats
She reminds me time does flies
Reciting nursery rhymes
Watering flowers in jars
Bringing back the nostalgia.
Her mindset is an atlas
Running around with sparklers
Best part is when she calls me;
“Da.. da.. dad” exhorting me.
She is my first noble prize
More than it meets the eyes….
Of a billion, she chose me
And I like how great it feels.
Like the breeze from the ocean
Cooling soul with such passion
I’m proud to be the father
Of the world’s greatest daughter.
© 2021 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
Share this Poem :
The lady man
Who is such a darling
She isn’t that stainless
But she is the sweetest of goddess
She makes the sun shine
And gives sweet taste to a wine,
She is to affection a magnet
Impeccably perfect.
She dignifies her skin
With such kindness within
Staying golden and true
Indeed, her kind is few…
She speaks so smoothly
Creating that heavenly
Environs of pleasure
No mortal can measure…
She has her own scars
But it doesn’t deter
Her magnanimity
To help communities…
Although her skin is dark
Her heart of gold never lacks
Love rainbow and tender care blend
Showering down to never end.
