Author: beeyouteafullme
A tale of two trees
The Palm and the Vigo trees were planted the same day on the same fertile soil and were supplied with the same amount of nutrients, sunlight and water. They had everything they needed to survive, grow, thrive and bear fruits. They didn't have any excuse not to make their planter proud of them.The Palm said … Continue reading A tale of two trees
A tale of liberation
Picture source:Pixabay Drowning... Suffocating... he tears himself away... swimming with a frantic effort despite the swirl to reach the surface... For a breath even if it were so brief. Clanking and clanging the noise of things falling over... not enough to deter his groping... feeling with his hands for direction he could not see... in … Continue reading A tale of liberation
Noises!!!
Picture source:From the styx I grew up in a camp where we hardly heard the sound of vehicle horns. Everywhere was always very serene. People usually came to the camp for personal retreat as it guaranteed their total avoidance of noise. I lived thirteen years of my life there with my family. By the time … Continue reading Noises!!!
The Diary Of The Beautiful Sunrise Waiter
Dedicated to Olutimehin Ifeoluwa I-solo Patiently my soul will wait For the one who love her most Waiting for my time of maturation Waiting patiently without any agitation Patiently my soul will wait Waiting for my time of manifestation Stilling my soul without any manipulation Patiently my soul will wait Waiting for my time … Continue reading The Diary Of The Beautiful Sunrise Waiter
My heart is full
Yesterday, I had the opportunity to meet some very great people. This was the first time I was going to be in a gathering of people I had never met save one. I was blessed every which way and like I said, my heart is full. I wrote a little poem with regards to this. … Continue reading My heart is full
Illusions and I
I stood about half a yard from the mirror some days ago and I saw that I had added weight. I had become 'hippier' or at least, that was what it seemed to me. I moved closer to the mirror to examine my newly developed hips. Lo and behold, I had not grown up to … Continue reading Illusions and I
The diary of a story teller
I love to tell tales painting my world bright with beautiful rainbow colors For even when I see the cloud forming I peep to see the sun shinning bright Right behind the sun I love to tell the story Of love and lovers Friends and friendship Family and living For I often see relationship in … Continue reading The diary of a story teller
Lessons my mother taught me
1. How to read Thanks to my mother. I had started to read at the age of three. i was practically Home schooled as house was not different from school and mummy started teaching phonetics very early and (in my church mind) I started trying to read every written thing I saw. Even when mummy … Continue reading Lessons my mother taught me
The Diary Of The King’s Daughter
Royalty Admiralty Beauty Humility Gracefulness Loveliness Wholesomeness Wonderful Companions my Father gave me Freely and graciously he gave me them The first one is sufficient for you in your daily walk And lovingly He told me" but others will follow him because he command their respect. Then one day I set out on a walk … Continue reading The Diary Of The King’s Daughter
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