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About theyenzyradical

A teacher of life and nature.Yeni odifa is a student of English language at a fun university.She loves spreading warmth and creativy through various sources,she is also a fundamental believer of self-awareness and soul awakening.she is a writer and poet.One of her profound desires is to one day have a pet dolphin as a friend.

Haunted


It haunts like a never ending plague

The stench of failure

Putrid and suffocating

Hounding like an ancient mad dog

Hysteria sings a song

As she began to sleep soundly in the heart

The hope lost was never of any existence

Haunted by the trees and breeze

Haunted by the whisper of a word

Chased by the songs of life

Which only plays a tune of melancholy

Sadness is never foreign where joy never was

Like daily bread

Being haunted was a regular norm

Asking the universe

When you try, try, try

But fail, fail, fail you get

What gives?

When the heart has no hope again

When you have swallowed enough hurt to last a millennium

Does your heart still move again

In trash you had found life

Where no one wanted your existence

Hatred, irrationality, pride,lies

Through it survival trives

But are you still human?

If you have no more life

When a walking shell you are

Trying to survive a lie

Banal illusion

A banal illusion was my love

In the darkness of the night-

I ran mad thinking of you

You,who I will never have

I have come to accept that now

But you had already left your imprints on me

Why!I yell in my mind;

Did I ever get to know you

Why! Did my heart lose its sense

Over a banal illusion

I drowned in the grandeur of something great

As my life was sucked up in thick mud

In my dreams you are my reality

And in my reality,you are a dream

An unaccomplishable wish

A sad sad banal illusion

Which I prayed was something more
The bold lines are taken from an actual quote by an anonymous source

Me

Brown powder on my face

Red on my lips

Brighten my skin

All for me

Through out my life

I had sought for peace

In places that were not for me

For I  had not beauty

I had not charisma

I had not anything sparkly

But I had me

Me, me, me

My existence on this planet

That might just be enough for me

But what if I want more

If I want to be-

Brighter!

Shiny!

Lovable!

Loved!

Different!

Charismatic!

Special!

But I remained just flawed

Me
This poem is kind of special to me because when I penned it down,i noticed that all the lines refer/point back at ‘me’.

Small

Small

Little,insignificant

We were made to feel this way

Powerless

If our nature be our fault

For when we always go wrong

Controlled

No reputation

Minute object without jurisdiction

If things truly change

Could it come quicker

Will the tides ever shift?

Our names faded

The images paint blood in my soul

My insignificance remains

Maybe a bit dramatized

But the concept is true

Unrestrained may be my thoughts

To flow from whatever source

When the mind decided to shut up no more

With a unique style

Different

Un proud yet unashamed

Insignificantly great

Small remains only in the mind that lies to itself

Asante sana,my beloved

Synesthesia-chapter 1,first part

No one knew where Medline was.They had searched the entire house to find no trace of any human existence.

“She is long gone”said the man in a red shirt

“But where?!”asked another of the men

“That is something we have to find out”

A lady was on her way to a metro bus, suitcase in hand.The look in her eyes were desperate yet determined.Her hair was held up in a neat bun yet the length and style of her dress showed that she was not conservative.Stepping in the bus,she sits at the back,next to a window.She notices a bird chirping outside which makes her sigh.A call comes in and the sound of her buzzing ring tone alarms her a bit.

“Verto” she whispers the name that flashes across the screen.

She picks up the call.

“Hello.Have you found where they hid her?”she asked before the voice on the other end spoke.

“Be careful Medline.They may be on their way to find you as we speak.”said the caller

“I asked if you know where she is!”

“I am on it.we have to proceed with caution.”

“Let’s be quick with this,time is running out”

“Yeah,they could try to track our call this minute.

“Let’s meet at our rendezvous spot,8pm tomorrow.As usual,come alone”

“Are you really telling me that?of course.Don’t you trust me?”

With that,Medline cut the call.Anxiously,she looked around to the unassuming passengers.

***

“Governor,have you considered the investment of The Halves pharmaceuticals?”said a bright eyed lady with a lab coat on

“I will consider that when our subject is stabilized”replied a male middle-aged labcoat

“Is it she, sir.The one with the unmatchable gene sequence?”

“Subject z.Her gene coding is spectacular.She makes the most perfect test subject than anyone else”

“I heard she was found all the way in some county in Africa”

“Yes.It was all carefully planned out to sneak her away.There was an organized scholarship program which she entered to be transferred here.But there have been a lot of breaches in the plan.”

“I heard that subject z is very stubborn”

“She is indeed.But we will break her.Though it will take longer than the rest,we surely will get to her”

There was a momentary silence.

“I know that you might have been informed but i personally want to tell you that the project Synesthesia has appointed me as one of the heads of staff”

“I was informed by Miss Stacey, head of scientific endeavours.Who would have know at that conference in Kimell that we would be working together on the Same project”

“Life is strange that way”she smiled.
A lady in pure white outfit walked in.She had a patient file in her hand.

“Dr Bryce,you are needed at the main quarters”she said

“I have to leave my darling.See you whenever”he whispered to his partner

“Carpe diem Governor-Dr Bryce”

“Carpe diem Felicia”

Synesthesia- prologue/beginning

“Alena,Alena”yelled a voice from the bushes

There was some movement then a wounded girl stumbled out.Her left leg was bleeding and the bandage on it had turned deep red.The girl who called out looked at her with pity before grabbing her hand.

“We have to escape fast!They must not catch up with us”

“Akwa,I’m sorry but I don’t think i can go on any longer.You must escape.Leave me behind.After all,they will not hurt me”Alena said 

“But who knows what they will do to you!You’ve seen them,they are crazy.They shot at you and hurt your leg – again!”

“Go.just go!I will be fine,promise”

While both of them looked indecisively at each other,a shot rang out.A gasp escaped from Akwa’s lips.Alena could not believe her eyes as she saw blood on her sister’s shirt.Footsteps were getting closer.Akwa held her chest which bled furiously. A look of confusion was on her face as she grasped unto her sister’s hand.Her death was swift as her eyes lost light.The soldiers had arrived just as Alena began mourning her dead sister.Without a second’s hesitation,she was yanked away from the body.Admist screams and tears,she was taken away.

“It has just begun”whispered one of the men.

News update!A new segment on my blog.

I will start a story series of what I want to become a novel.Other forms of stories will be added as times goes by.

This new segment of my blog will consist of short stories,novellas and ‘wannabe’ novels of all genres (thriller,romance,horror),all written by me.

it will be written from chapter to chapter or from phase to phase.Basically written in a linear and understandable manner.I’ve wanted to do this for a while now.Writing stories have been my passion and i am happy that I can now share them to the world.

The name of the first “wannabe” novel series is synesthesia .It is a thriller of some sort.

Brief background info of synesthesia-

An experiment is carried out on a girl who is the perfect test subject with a unique gene coding, to see how much emotion and psychological pain a human can endure.It gets worse as the experiment leaves just being a mind play to her actual reality.