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Nobody send

Every man
Is for himself..
Just like a shirt,
With tight long sleeve

You try to wear
Or take it out,
Until you learn
Not to expect,

Much from people
And a pie crust
Nothing you will
Get done to dust.

Best helping hand
Is at the end
Of a long sleeves,
Just you to fend.

©2019 http://vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

A letter to my body at thirty-one

Thirty one shades of dark
Thirty one cloaks of light
Thirty one routes together
Thirty one paths we trek.

Thirty one ladders we climb
Thirty one roofs we reach
Thirty one with no regret
Thirty one years since birth

Thirty one Yin and Yang
Thirty one factors of tears
Thirty one responsibleness
Thirty one fear of loosing us.

Thirty one just three decades
Thirty one years naked in you
Thirty one series of coming grey
Thirty one came in just so fast…

Thirty one now I see marks
Thirty one lines are drawn
Thirty one but why do skin age
Thirty one questions I do ask.

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

Super alpha carbon

I am a carbon
Not just a carbon,
But alpha super hunk

Black but hot like magma
No omega, no gamma
Just me, just trust me

I am a carbon
An exclusive version
A complete sweet option

Ain’t other copy
Just me, just trust me
Sodding wow in excellence

In my trash, you find no junk…
Ain’t no other like me
In this entire universe.

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

Talking to myself

Title: Talking to myself
Authour:Onyeche Vincent Onyeka

Keywords:

Africa, I, Life, Success And Failure


Theme: Self-Motivation
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Hey! I know you are me, from the block
Same black leather, same soil and rock;
But I so don’t get it, in fact you suck…
All I want is a good reward and luck.

Hey! dear me, you are my only limitation
And obviously, my band of admiration;
Swinging from the ink of imperfections;
Scrawling from my mixed reactions.

Hey! I’m talking to you, put me in mind
As you seek intelligence, don’t be blind;
If it grows before it falls, then it is pride
Don’t be overambitious, make me proud.

Hey! life isn’t about bouquet of flowers
Neither about the toilets and showers;
Flushing and cooling my burning desire,
So perk me with an unquenchable fire.

Well good poetry will nourish your heart
Should love melt down, turn off the heat,
Right the wrong, as my defending knight;
Honor and remission; are the ways out.

We have seen through the lies and truth,
Did you plant this troublesome root…?
Don’t waste our carrots on a rabbit’s sight
To make it see clearer than an rivalry cat.

Wisdom isn’t all about going to schools
But about proper use of available tools;
Success isn’t about a perfect pull through
So don’t be scared to fall, dare to rise too.

We should be known, you are my kind,
Spirit and soul, I am your thinking mind;
Hello dear; just dare me, to my dire need
So I set it off, before I leave, this life I live.


By Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu


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