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​The song died in your throat

1/11/2021

6 Comments

 
A poem by Ayomide Wes Oriolowo
Picture
There is something about discovering 
That your body can hold water 
That makes you forget breathing 
Takes you to a place where water in your lungs 
         makes your body tick/makes it 
feel more alive than it should. You call it 
your type of madness. You hope to live 
long enough in the feeling that a poem 
takes roots and 
         holds your body to the ground. 
Soon,
you shame figures with air flowing through their body.
You ponder -
         why the body, holding such wonder,
would keep letting it go.
In your body, ghosts talk
         and the air turns to water.
You are the moon- 
Perforated on the surface-
         Light so lost on your body 
you have no idea where to look.
 
Then your body,
One day, drops 
And all your flowers come spilling out 
from your mouth 
Only there 
For others to pick 
Only there 
For the earth to swallow.
6 Comments
Joseph Hope
1/11/2021 10:05:47 am

Great one. How the writer takes on grief using extended metaphors to describe the undescribable. One time you think you need the grief to prove you're alive. Then the other time the grief become a pest draining your life essence from you. And you remain suspended between different forms of torment.

👍👍👍

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Deborah Chinonso link
22/11/2021 04:22:53 pm

Love how the writer did justice to explaining how grief can leave one choked, and sometimes dead to being useful in the whole essence of benefitting humanity.
How grief distracts us from the true essence of living. How grief denies us the benefits of living a happy life, clouding one with the unnecessary and then one ends up dying with all the beauty, gifts and inner resources, only to be buried in the earth where it would certainly be of no use, and maybe some discovered as history.
The writer figuratively explained how expressing oneself can do us the good of inner freedom and also benefit those around us.
My favourite lines:
"you shame figures with air flowing through their body.
You ponder -
why the body, holding such wonder,
would keep letting it go." It's simply teaching me not to see those pouring out to humanity as doing too much, because that is actually the whole essence of living. That we die empty and not dieing with a lot that would have benefited humanity, is the whole essence of living.

Nice job he did there, but I got to read over and over again to get the message. Can a poem ever be understood without having to go through it again?

#Laughing...

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Deborah Chinonso link
22/11/2021 04:35:53 pm

Love how the writer did justice to explaining how grief can leave one choked, and sometimes dead to being useful in the whole essence of benefitting humanity.
How grief distracts us from the true essence of living. How grief denies us the benefits of living a happy life, clouding one with the unnecessary and then one ends up dying with all the beauty, gifts and inner resources, only to be buried in the earth where it would certainly be of no use, and maybe some discovered as history.
The writer figuratively explained how expressing oneself can do us the good of inner freedom and also benefit those around us.
My favourite lines:
"you shame figures with air flowing through their body.
You ponder -
why the body, holding such wonder,
would keep letting it go." It's simply teaching me not to see those pouring out to humanity as doing too much, because that is actually the whole essence of living. That we die empty and not dieing with a lot that would have benefited humanity, is the whole essence of living.

Nice job he did there, but I got to read over and over again to get the message. Can a poem ever be understood without having to go through it again?

#Laughing...

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Deborah Chinonso link
22/11/2021 04:36:34 pm

Love how the writer did justice to explaining how grief can leave one choked, and sometimes dead to being useful in the whole essence of benefitting humanity.
How grief distracts us from the true essence of living. How grief denies us the benefits of living a happy life, clouding one with the unnecessary and then one ends up dying with all the beauty, gifts and inner resources, only to be buried in the earth where it would certainly be of no use, and maybe some discovered as history.
The writer figuratively explained how expressing oneself can do us the good of inner freedom and also benefit those around us.
My favourite lines:
"you shame figures with air flowing through their body.
You ponder -
why the body, holding such wonder,
would keep letting it go." It's simply teaching me not to see those pouring out to humanity as doing too much, because that is actually the whole essence of living. That we die empty and not dieing with a lot that would have benefited humanity, is the whole essence of living.

Nice job he did there, but I got to read over and over again to get the message. Can a poem ever be understood without having to go through it again?

#Laughing...

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Deborah Chinonso link
22/11/2021 04:37:02 pm

Love how the writer did justice to explaining how grief can leave one choked, and sometimes dead to being useful in the whole essence of benefitting humanity.
How grief distracts us from the true essence of living. How grief denies us the benefits of living a happy life, clouding one with the unnecessary and then one ends up dying with all the beauty, gifts and inner resources, only to be buried in the earth where it would certainly be of no use, and maybe some discovered as history.
The writer figuratively explained how expressing oneself can do us the good of inner freedom and also benefit those around us.
My favourite lines:
"you shame figures with air flowing through their body.
You ponder -
why the body, holding such wonder,
would keep letting it go." It's simply teaching me not to see those pouring out to humanity as doing too much, because that is actually the whole essence of living. That we die empty and not dieing with a lot that would have benefited humanity, is the whole essence of living.

Nice job he did there, but I got to read over and over again to get the message. Can a poem ever be understood without having to go through it again?

#Laughing...

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Zion Olatunji
23/11/2021 09:37:33 am

I love the imaginations of this writer!

This poem is an experience in different spheres of life.
We are so sure to succeed that we fail.
We are so sure to make it that we lose all of it.
We are so determined to live that we die.
We are so happy in life that we later become sad.
We so much please people that we displease them
We are so strong and vibrant that we become so weak and helpless.

And when you're gone, people start to appreciate your efforts and the earth swallows the sorrows and gladness

Everyone should learn from this poem

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