Jasmine had never built a healthy image of herself. Rejection during her early years had left her feeling out of place, unloved and unlovable. She would often write about her experiences in her journal. which was like her passageway to her reality, where she kept track of life’s eventualities. In one of her entry she…
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Summit in the end.#Writephoto
Climbing up the mountain a great height to attain A place to submit and surrender As you raise your hands in the air You got to the summit in the end. ©OBA 2018. All Rights Reserved.
The many wishes #writephoto.
On a tree far away There hung my dreams in different shades of colours of the rainbow like ribbons in the skies dripping down hanging loosely on the branches Oh, I wish The many wishes of my heart almost lost hope fade away In that far away where my dreams hang still ****** Here I…
Cross the bridge,create possibilities#writephoto.
Over the cool streams was a bridge Surrounded by the beautiful site of nature in its glory They’ve always sat at one end wondering what was on the other side “Never border”, let’s just be here said one to the other It’s always fun hanging here together. Besides, there may be nothing fascinating on the…
Tidal waves of life #writephoto.
waves misty skies meet the sea the blue sea roaring with waves as the waters splash on land sweeping debris on the sands rocks and stones piled up in quiet surrender as the wave makes pebbles dance on the shore just like love coming in waves sometimes it calms sometimes it terrifies with its intense…
Day Dawn… writephoto
beginning The dawn of a new day it’s the beginning of newness The sun rises majestically in its splendour The golden yellow sparkles heralding something new something fresh, It splashes its brightness across the skies They embrace warmly as Mother Nature waves welcome The trees clap their hands The dawn is here No more sleep…
Waiting In The Dark . #writephoto
A long dark doorway leading all the way down with just trickles and splashes of light fear gripped me Like a man grip on a child I felt the chills of darkness After the dark comes the light but it seems like an endless journey through the dark alley I want to run to safety…
Sands of Time… #writephoto.
Step by step On the sands of time I left my footprints Going forward to towards the shores I see the sea whirling, waiting Standing on the tip of shores, let my feet be swept by the wavering waters maybe then I will forget the pains of walking on the sands of time waiting for my…
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