You can only as bright as you tell yourself you can. It is nobody’s place to dictate how bright your light should shine. – happy Saturday from the Written studios.
Dear young queen, You’re are at the start of a new chapter. You are probably going to write some new stories with a few new characters. You’re going to choose new words and use a little bit of the old ones to build up or break down your towers of dreams. You might get hurtContinue reading “A little note of love”
We crawled towards the end hoping to get to the edge of forever. But we forgot to anchor ourselves down, just in case we went too deep. I guess we were too caught up in the chase that we couldn’t see that night was coming. Perhaps I was the wind that extinguished the flames ofContinue reading “Between the lines”
I will rise as glorious and hot as the summer sun.I will rise with an illumination of greatness in this society filled with so much broken esteem.I will rise and show my mother’s sons and daughters that they are worth is not and should never be defined by their possessions. With wings like an EagleContinue reading “THE RISING PHONIEX”
I confessed to him of the many times I just sat edge of the mountain to breathe, sometimes scream and cry. I’d break down and be the crazy, insecure and terrified woman that I won’t let him see.I watched the sun rise and shine over a new path of peace and tranquility . It illuminatedContinue reading “The Edge of Heaven”
Seeing that this is the first day in the month of love, I decided to focus on this four lettered feeling and share what I feel is note to my minnie me one day in the near future. Our mothers have always been our first love. Their journies of learning to love have not been the easiest but they choose to keep going and see what unfolds.
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Lots of love and happy new month. 🤗
I think I just wrote my wedding vows. Lol I guess that’s what happens when you spend the day listening to love songs from the 80s’.
Matthew Henry said, “It ought to be the business of every day to prepare for our finalday.”When the clock strikes death, will you be ready to go?When the reaper comes for the harvest will your grain be ready for the show? Or will you be one of the caged souls? Trapped in a metal prisonContinue reading “The caged souls.”
Dear Phanuel, Four years into the future and here I am writing back to you four years in the past! Who ever said time travel wasn’t a real thing? Turns out, writing really seems to bridge the gap between reality and fiction. So I figured writing might as well as bridge the time gap betweenContinue reading “To my 15 year old self (By Phanuel Ayelum)”
Breaking out of the broken, is a story pieced together to bring to light the depression and anxiety that has been held up inside.