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Mourner’s Anthem

Title: Mourner’s Anthem

When breeze blow the dust follows
In my arms I watched her go
Now I know why Jesus wept;
Wish she has Lazarus fate

To just return for our sake
So eyes turn not into lakes;
I wish we could fend of death
And grant her lungs one more breath

But here we are; so surprised
That she had chose not to rise
Nor stretch forth her arms to hug
Pretending to tag along

Tears of sorrowful pains rolled
From my eyes it slowly dropped
I wish I could do anything
Like snap back to reality

Where she will be in kitchen
Singing songs while cooking;
Here we are, the both of us
Accepting lines between us.

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

Best outfit

Hope you know the best outfit when all
Is cold like a snow or extreme hot
Like the Sun is not pride nor coward?

There are times when the sky would fall down
And the ground would not be kind to hide
You from the shame, and the disaster…

There are times when nothing goes as planned
Yet the day wouldn’t end as a dream
Instead like sun, it heightens and rises.

And such times, ropes may come for the blue
Beside notes but somehow I wish you
Write poetry and change the whole story

Knowing that the tears are temporary
And suicide is no option at all
Drop the ropes, joy will come at the dawn.

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

Butterflies of outcome

There goes a hand shake, what next
Will you leave it hanging like a breast?
Will you fling or cling it and rejoice?
Your action will speak more than voice.

Just like the ladies crave for aisles and rings
An agenda has amazing glitz it brings
Only when it goes according to plan
Though insatiable are the demands of man.

Nothing beats the feeling, lifting golds
There is this rush of confidence it builds
In the stomach the butterflies coil
Elevating and gravitating joy

From toes tip to the crown of the head
Screaming ‘I made it to this beautiful end’
Popping champagne and celebrating
Nothing beats it, touching the ceilings.

But when plans don’t go as one except
It makes one cold and fold like a blanket
Especially when the basket had all the eggs
Ah, the pain is worst than ten broken legs.

Slipping into darkness under daylight
If your expectation had been cut short
You will know, nothing is as devastating as
Your landscape of joy crumble under your watch.

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

Attitude of pains

I can’t carry my chest
It feels so heavy by the left
And it gives me butterflies
An awful reason to die…

The nights seems to be so long
Therewith the worries tag along
Do I pull rabbits from hats
During these dark struggling times…

At times I look up above
Are heavens enjoying the show
Sad, my efforts are barren
Seems like heaven is not caring.

*© 2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Bad shape of love

Gather the broken mirrors
Bring shreds to my huts
I can fix just anything
So I thought, till she left
Here I am as a shred
Not they say, but the first hand
To the tears and the rain
Pouring down in great pain.

I failed an easy game
Though I hide all the shame
But I am a sour grape
And my heart is in bad shape…
Thought I could fix anything
Till I was the broken thing
I am torn, and so cold
Yet these glues cannot hold,

Now I know, the face of rage
Some things are damaged
Beyond redemption
Where glues can’t function
Gather my broken clay pots
Yes, it is all my fault
I am running insane
Since she left me this way.

©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Years of Buharism

Oh Nigeria, my Nigeria
Do we have to be rooted here
Is it bad to have faith in you
When denial is long over due.

We prayed for growth to be better
But tides of grief spread all over
Washing our faiths, replacing hopes
With bullets and some suicide ropes

We prayed for capable leaders
The ones who would be our Messiahs
But we got pins in our buttocks
Hurting much more than we can talk

Dead butterflies in our stomach
Breeds sufferings we used to lack
Our eye sockets are wet and soaked
With force of tears that erupt rocks.

©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Sonnet: Breached

There is a river in my eyes
Taking me through sorrowful pains

How did light become unnoticed
Thinking of when the sky is blue

There was a spark, it connected
Together they both built bridges

Here we are torn, those days are gone
Bestowed upon us, are clay pots

Broken, though your absence still hurts
How can memories be forgotten….

Bruised and I have to erase you
Before I go beyond repair…

By the way, do you still love me?
Hope I wouldn’t be dumped again.

©2019 vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Reduced to tears

Have you taken trips down memory lane
Only to be wet by some past events
And tears spread over? You are not alone.

Do you remember the saying that goes;
“When you smile, the world will smile with you; but
When you start to cry, you will cry alone”?

Well, not so all the time, I will be there
There are some broken hearts that never mends
And such a tear is never shed alone.

You may try your best in controlling it
Till it finds a way, caving in like the rock
To the force of stream, finding its way home.

Let it out, from the endless thoughts
Deep inside, even Angels sometimes cry,
Some tears are infectious left alone.

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

Haunting memories

I never believed; I could fall hard from the sky,
Or dance to a love flute until you broke the yoke…
And made me, your own choice, though at first, when we met
Inside me had weird fears, but you made opaque clear
Then the doubts turned to faith burning flames no regrets
You turned my fantasies into realities.

You made me a better version on your shoulder
And became the sunlight shining bright in my life
But the fire left the stove when you took off the glove
Leaving me in this home on my own, like dead bones.
Every day, I replay memories that we shared
And these memories, brings back sweet memories

Looking at the broken mirrors, I see terrors
And the trauma of your absence keeps haunting me
Guess I let my guard down hence I drink till I drown
Inside bitter tears shed; thinking of things we shared
Wish you pick up the phone, although you are long gone
I will still be right here waiting for you my dear.

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

Vale of tears

At times I think I am strong
Then a touching moment comes
And suddenly begins to prove me wrong
Slowly;
The stream of tears meets the rock
In my heart that never shakes
Sometimes I try to avoid eye contact
Slowly;
The ice eventually melts
Reducing my strength to tears
Crying rivers and immeasurable lakes.

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