It is painful to accept that some souls are poisonous and no amount of external love can dig out their bad seeds… And that only they can let the light in… love within…But they hate the light… Children of the shadow, for the light to do its job and heal them from within, first everything …
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Gossip
I spilled my guts to your ears how do they they know about this? Things I shared with you retold edited and untrue… About that ‘friend’ who taught us to tell the difference between a friend and a shadow. Thank you
Me and my coffee = real love
U duce ~ say a prayer
I can hear the rain tonight it’s half past midnight… I’m warm and comfortable. I am grateful 🙏🏽🤲🏾 there is a thought that creeps in my mind at this hour half past midnight… I should be asleep, how can I? I just know that someone this very moment, someone is sitting out there with their …
Geerar -Dharbaaxada Sokeeyaha;Munira: edited by A.Risak
Geerar -Dharbaaxada Sokeeyaha;Munira: edited by A.Risak Dhaawaca sokeeyuhu,Dhengad iyo ka kulul dhamac.waa dhuug iyo Gofane iyo,Injir dhiigga kaa jaqi,dhib yaraan daris-kunooluhuWaa dhudhunkiyo lixaadkiyoMeel bannaan wax ku dhaggan, Dhiidhi marka aad bariiqadadhib iyo hoog dhex jiifteed,Dhunkaal, dhadhamiso waabaydhiirri-galin iyo hiil walaal,dhalasho kaad u baaqdana,Dhoolla-kaqoslkiyo wiirsiga,Bayraq-dheeliyo dhaantadama dhurwaa raq helaybaa! Markaad dhisto maankeedhakhtariseed dhaydo boogaha ,Dhabankaagu iftiin …
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Vulnerability hangover
when I’m going through it, yes I go through the pain lane by lane babes I don’t jump over it lost in vein… Pain pain pain I feel it all write it down in pen and paper… Oh, how it hurts when fear creeps in and I feel ashamed for opening my mouth… It’s a …
Tell me a story
Every grown up that came to visit our home, be it a distant relative or a neighbor, I would sit next to them and ask for a story. I learned every folklore was differently told from mouth to mouth. I didn’t mind if I had heard it before… I listened eagerly awaiting for Dhagdheer to …
My paraffinlamp
My paraffin lamp was always readily filled with oil and I knew exactly where the matchbox laid… When our side of town lost electricity, we didn’t sit in the dark. My siblings gathered around me even our next-door neighbors’ kids. They sat patiently waiting for the day’s story. “tell us a story about a Princess …
The good remembrances
As a child, I played with my mother’s hens, the roaster was not to be played with for it had a duty and it was to sing… Plus it would get a little mean and chase us younglings around flickering its wings. I run bare feet in my flowery dresses… My hair always in fine …
