Vincent Onyeche Poems

Searching through the terror of the globe
Searching for the peace of a dove
Something that falls from up above.
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Necessarily, we go for routine checkups
Normally, once in every four years
But the doctors hide the schematics
Playing child's play on brains by logics,
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For a toast, truthfulness is a candid truth teller
Nuptiality is allusion, brother and sister,
On the vovage, searching for a comforter
Debonair met beauty, as a complete stranger;
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We all have our individual chance
To share the ranch or break a branch
When we are put on a very hot spot.
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A lonely heart is an abandoned sight
Until a red stranger breaks the event;
Her sounds shall have birds that rove,
Then she will realize, she is in love.
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Every time we fight,
Like a dust and a broom,
Underneath a mushroom
Is a love that can not be bent.
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Every child has a name,
Innocence, not a shame

Resilience, always they try
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She has to be well spoken
Fruitful, fertile
A good singer and dancer.
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From hypnotise to trance, I ‘ll take time
And all my senses to listen carefully
To her body languages and cravy needs;
I will put her to bed and take her to prime
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I am the vent while she's a volcano
Erupting mantles of demon attractions

Turn a demon to a friend, says my physio
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