Looking back and thinking about the past.. my first love story... take me back
Wished unponFrom a thousand milesSo far awayYet magicalGrant me my wishAnd make my dreamCome trueShooting starsLike fire worksGive me a reason to celebrate. thank you for reading. If you liked the poem please do leave a comment and subscribe for more.
It’s an honour associating with such an angel. Love yourself before you can love others they say, I love you enough for the both of us, enough to still love myself loving you. One look in your eyes and there I see, just what you mean. Here in my heart you reside I believe, you... Continue Reading →
Its not just anyone for any day but rather someone for someday , laughter and joy , beauty and essence , a person with stable roots , stands on her own even though I’m by her side . Someone who deserves my time , a value of a sort . A angel not afraid to... Continue Reading →
Searching for my purpose.I no longer have use for timeI believe what I'm searching for is timeless,It goes beyond the fabric of space.So many stars, i wanna be the brightest .Walk amongst them and reflect,Let go of feelings of neglect. Galaxies filled with promise. End Thank you for reading, it really does mean a lot... Continue Reading →
Waking up everyday is a blessing.We take it for granted.Let us not forget why we are here,Lets us not fade away.Hold on to your faith,It shall take you fruther. Have a blessed sunday everyone.
This is a metaphor about me, a metaphor about love. In this metaphor, I used characters from the book, The Richest Man in Babylon, by George S. Clason. Characters retain their roles but this Metaphor has no correlation with the content of the book in any sense. Moreover, when you’re done reading, drop your comment.... Continue Reading →
Find meaning in searching, search for purpose or find purpose in searching, preach lessons beyond hypothesis, lessons learned, experienced. Thoughts are just thoughts in context to knowledge, they might be dreams after all, dreams slept on, or pictures that come up as flashbacks, setbacks, looking back. Note to self. Chilled is my vibe, subscribed is... Continue Reading →
Synchronizing plans with actions, I hope it leads to satisfaction, action don’t CUT, directing my life on the roll like a pair of dice. If you'll be nice you may grab a chair, let's leave the table, I hate how tables turn. Time that I spend, efforts I give, rounds that I hit without a... Continue Reading →