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…
Though Fallen… #writephoto.
Fallen, never to rise again so was the thought though cut off from the root it’s spread all around the forest The roots are still alive, at the scent of water magic is in the uprising. Though fallen, still I rise. Surrounded by these great witnesses standing side by side earth’s fullness will prod through me Yet…
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…
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