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Isotopes2015:
this is the first time in a long time that am commenting on a post in nairaland... your wonderful poetry made me type something!
this is like d first ever poetry that blew my mind completely away...
I would be so ungrateful if I didn't say that!

I appreciate a whole lot...

KBdownloads:
i thought i saw afrocandy when i first saw ur profile name

nice poem tho

LMAO! Afrocandy kor! Thanks man

Missyetty:
Awesome

Thanks dear

venom13:
Clap for yah sef!

Lol... Done!

donifez:
This is the real ish. 2 words made me smile "organised chaos" that sums up everything, I love the blend of reality swirling around your piece.

I'm overly thankful

llaykorn:
Oh no! There is too much magic in this poem. You stole my attention completely, and I at a point actually found myself following your instructions as dutifully as possible. This poem just raised my spirits a hundred levels higher. Thanks for sharing.

PS: This deserves to be on the frontpage; it will help many a battered a soul.

Thanks so much! I appreciate

Stop and listen.

What do you hear?

The wind swirling in your ears?
Waves crashing?
Leaves rustling?

Or perhaps the whirs of modern life….?
The buzzing of a computer?
The whooshes of a car?

Do you hear it?

The chaotic rhythm?
The beat of insanity?
The silent tempo of the world around you?

Just breath everything in.

What’s it like?

Is it the smell of flowers?
That salty smell of a sea breeze?
The scent of a forest?

Or maybe something else….?
The aroma of coffee?
Something lemony fresh?

Do you smell it?

The aura of everything around you?
The sweet stench of life?
The unique familiarity of each scent?

Take everything in once more.

Is there something in the air?

A sweetness drifting on the wind?
A salty taste that hangs in the air?
The taste of fresh air itself?

Perhaps you prefer a different taste….?
The taste of a fresh brew?
The flavor of freshly made food?

Do you taste it?

Those every changing aromas around you?
The sweetness that brings joy?
The bitterness that brings sorrow?

Stand still and close your eyes.

What do you feel?

The wind dancing through your hair?
The heat from the sun caressing your skin?
The moisture in the air before it rains?

Perhaps something more domestic….?
The chill of a room?
The warmth of being wrapped in a blanket?

Can you feel it?

The weight of the air above you?
The Earth spinning bellow you?
The gravity that holds you down?

Now look around.

What is it that you see?

An open field?
The vast sea?
A green forest?

Perhaps the inside of a building….?
A cobweb in the corner?
A blank sheet of paper?

Can you see it?

All the different colors and shades?
The organized chaos around you?
All of life’s possibilities?

Now look at yourself.

Who do you see?

A smile?
A set of eyes?
A face?

Can you recognize yourself….?
Could you tell if you were broken?
Could you tell if you were not?

Do you know?

Do you know who you truly are?
Are you proud of yourself?
Do others know you too?

Take everything in.

How does it feel?

To live?
To breath?
To have a beating heart?

Do you feel your muscles as they move….?
Can you feel blood flow through your veins?
Do you hear the thoughts swirling in your head?

How does it feel to be yourself right now?

Is it strange?
Do you feel the muse?
Do you know inspiration?

I think you’re ready.

Did you take everything in?

Every sight and every sound?
Every taste and smell?
Every feeling?

What of the feelings of yourself….?
Your thoughts and emotions, did you take those in too?
And those small sounds and feelings that we usually just ignore?

Can you keep a secret?

All those feelings and senses?
They are the part of life people tend to over look.
They are the things that make life beautiful.

Remember everything right now.

Do you know what it is?

Its life.
And there are few who see the gift they are given.
Who see the beauty in the everyday.

Now you are one of them….
Remember it.
And share it.

Because life is a gift.

Cc: JigsawKillah YorceelinaBlaq Sinaj sandrahnaub tohpahz

Thumbs up man... Nice one

Go on... do your worst!
I'm all ready about to burst

Take your knife, make the stab
I won't mind laying on that slab

You'll give me rest, you'll give me peace
To lay among the loved deceased

I'm not afraid to die
For my soul to ride the sky

I am afraid to face another day
To face the anguish that will play

In my heart, in my mind
Compared to this, death seems kind

So raise your gun, aim right between the eyes
Let that hollow point baptize!

Nice one man

SalomonKane:
I see. In what way, if I may ask?

...the one whom greater half of my happiness depended on opted leaving amongst other choices?
I guess u see how now

SalomonKane:
Nice. Don't tell me your wings is your happiness?

Perhaps, in a way...