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Relish your freedom in a confined world, embrace your naviety since sophistication became overrated. All the writings are copyrighted. Since: 12th July 2024. Discussion Group: t.me/+GoYF-1s9P6QzZDc0 Suggestions: @FriendshipWithJesus

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Since he has said so I found myself admiring nature, Watching closely how they function, Since he has said so I found myself admiring nature, Watching closely how they function, And wondered if they'd a message, For me in my darkest moments. There were times when my lord, Used them to tell me, what he wanted to say, What I must have in today’s life, How to conquer all without any crack. I looked upto the sky, God showed me the birds, Spreading their wings hopefully, Endeavouring their voyage faithfully, Might they encounter their food, Might they build their house, And birthing a child of their own, They flew without a thought, Faithfully, hopefully.... I took his words of love and smiled, I knew he was telling me to believe and fight, So I started spreading my wings hopefully, Even when the wind stopped flowing, And when the breeze failed to take my side, I faithfully wait for my saviour, To interfere with his welly, On something that I couldn’t do with my might. Not all days will be smooth, I might cry while losing hope, Though it may become hard waiting for him, I will continue living hopefully, Believing in him wholeheartedly. And wondered if they'd a message, For me in my darkest moments. There were times when my lord, Used them to tell me, what he wanted to say, What I must have in today’s life, How to conquer all without any crack. I looked upto the sky, God showed me the birds, Spreading their wings hopefully, Endeavouring their voyage faithfully, Might they encounter their food, Might they build their house, And birthing a child of their own, They flew without a thought, Faithfully, hopefully.... I took his words of love and smiled, I knew he was telling me to believe and fight, So I started spreading my wings hopefully, Even when the wind stopped flowing, And when the breeze failed to take my side, I faithfully wait for my saviour, To interfere with his welly, On something that I couldn’t do with my might. Not all days will be smooth, I might cry while losing hope, Though it may become hard waiting for him, I will continue living hopefully, Believing in him wholeheartedly. ✍Benon/Me

"My only relief is to sleep. When I'm sleeping, I'm not sad, I'm not angry, I'm not lonely, I'm nothing." #jillian_medoff

Hidden notes - Helen “.....Running towards the fence of Devon's enormous mansion - which he owned – full of mixed feelings, I realized that I was trapped all this time into a serious of secrets which I had no clue about. Never have I ever dreamt that I would be saying this. The Devon I knew what somewhat open, easy going, grounded, well mannered and honest. I had a huge crash on him back in high school when he transferred from a school in abroad. The flashy long thick black hair and fully bearded face gave him the mysterious look. Supporting his rusty facial anatomy, the broad muscular figure made him quite distinguishable from his mates of the same age. Though he wasn’t older, the height added to his sharp and matured face, spoke differently at first, judging him to be a senior while I was back in my fresh year. Doe sparkly hazel eyes, sharp jawline, high philtrum with straight nasal structure gave him a typical geek-god authoritative (Zeus’s or Poseidon’s aura) vibes which he played it well with his god given deep husky voice and awkward introvert behaviour. Visible even from a distance, his full red lips, curved at the end slightly maintaining their heart like shape, left me in awe, wishing to experience their illuminating potencies in those gloomy days of mine..........” Helen couldn’t keep herself from blushing, butterflies swarm in her bellies. She looked outside through the window and realize that Adam was still watching her with his piercing black eyes and she could feel her heart pounding fast. How terrifying it must have been when she became aware of the clear similarities between Devon and her crush – Adam. Thank God, the author really did save her from the torture, the curiosity and letting her experience his body, giving her an overview of what to expect of the unexpected. She was able to taste him from faraway in a world of books. She realized she was still watching him, failing to break off contact she started to run towards her bed and giggled lowering her head down beneath the pillow. “But what to do.....” she said letting out a sigh, coming to her senses realizing that he was married – to make things worse to her sister. https://t.me/dailyscribbles ✍Benon/Me

"Humility is a cornerstone to a successful life." ✍Benon/Me

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"No rain, No flowers." Good day will come after enduring hardships...... ✍Benon/Me https://t.me/dailyscribbles

A confession of an introvert The roaring silence, Controlling, Holding my mouth, Sealing, Being captive, I become a slave to his authority, To which desires of speaking seems impossible. After a while, he let me go, Yet never tempted was I to leave his side, So I decided to stay within his sight, Unable to break the intimacy we had. Ocean full of thoughts, Swarming in this tiny mind, I navigate through them, But never dared to spit them out. Don’t you ever think I know any less, If I remain silent midst the rift, Since I gave Silence the way to my lips, His love was too strong for me to brace, So I became an introvert to enjoy his presence. https://t.me/dailyscribbles ✍Benon/Me

It's OK to not feel OK....so acknowledge your feelings. ✍Benon/Me

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Hidden notes - David “My paprika…..she is like a paprika. Sweet yet sultry, a bone appearing as a danger in an appealing delicious fried fish, my erected monument which I would gladly display my gratification for choosing such a lowly guy to be her disciple. Stefani is an ambitious one a heck of a woman, her confidence is an illuminating aura, warrior who is never sacred of taking risks till now ….till she made a contract with a shy little fox who is out there to break her to pieces. Who would know what would happen maybe she might break this heart of mine with her charm before achieving my mission…….but how could I get pass this godly beauty. Aphrodite is out there to make my life miserable because of this lady……so dear cupid, take my suggestion and shoot your arrows towards another direction just not at me please, just let me do my job right, which is being her enemy; achieving my revenge for what she did to my cousin – making him take his own life after breaking his heart and he, coming to learn that she had been two timing him the whole time with my uncle.” ✍Benon/Me

A desperate me Wandering in land full of dreams, I encountered a helpless dim light, Craving for a wanderer, Any dreamer who might take an interest, Who approves of her might, Of her power like no other, Yet that seemed to be lowly. Decided to steal her from the fantasy world, Involving her in my rubbish reality, I took an interest in her might, If she could change this simple guy, If I could be able to live life. But then, My humble dream crushed me, Made me a laughing stock, I lost my dignity, When I came to believe in her might. She tested my patience, Made my nights full of murmur, A mumble telling me to long for her, To hate the reality I was held into, To expect for my glorious days, When I’ll be seeing my humble desire. Yearning for her, I watch myself dazzle, Forgetting the verity, I run towards the light, Knowing that others who possess her may not see, The power she has over me, How she makes me able to live, How I am still standing. But for how long do i have to live? For how long do i have to suffer? For you did come in my world, So why won’t you operate as you did, Like in one of those my mesmerizing visions? P.S...To my humble dream I adore this poem so much since it speaks great length to how I feel most of the time. And I wanna dedicate this to all those who feel wronged and knocked down by life for expecting much, for believing, for having faith that you might be able to achieve even the most simple desire/wish you got. Since I've experienced this in the most difficult way, I do understand what you all are going through. But lastly here is what I want to say....don't lose hope, quitting is never the answer. Maybe that lowly dream of yours is on her way to enter to your life and change your life trajectory once and for all. So lift your head up and keep on moving. ✍Benon/Me

Eccl 1 (AMP) ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯ ⁸ All things are weary with toil and all words are feeble; man cannot utter it. The eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear filled with hearing. ⁹ The thing that has been--it is what will be again, and that which has been done is that which will be done again; and there is nothing new under the sun. #bible 😭😭😭Very much true....

"Even if the world is trying hard to tarnish my true identity, even if I've lost my character, my true self along the way, atleast there's this desire in me that's thriving really hard to get them back....Atleast I ain't dead, atleast I know there's a hint of life's spark in me." ✍Benon/Me

Hidden notes - Bianca “He flashed his gorgeous deadly smile at me. The staggering amount of joy I felt, scared me when I came to think what I had done to him which he had no clue about. How would he feel when he get to know what I was doing to him for the past 1 year? Would he understand that my intentions weren’t all bad?...(I guess, not precisely). He started to walk towards me and I felt the thrill, the thrill to kill, the thrill to torture. Would all my work come to show their effects now? I was hoping. And they finally did. Blood pouring from his facial orifices, clenching his teeth, trying to wail like a kid, screaming again and again, crumbling down he was found underneath my feet. I couldn’t keep myself from cover my ears before those screeching, agonizing noises dim my fully rejoiced day. Would he remember me now? How much he insulted me in front of all my relatives on the day of our wedding, Fleeing off like nothing happened? How would he know that the girl he was with all this time was, is his ex-fiancée? How would he know that I had to wait 10 whole years to get my sweet revenge?....to be honest he wouldn’t recognize me considering the amount of plastic surgery I had to do on my face. Even that was his fault. I wouldn’t have lost my face to a fire if he hadn’t left me alone, becoming a dinner for the flame. The oriental herbs did their job, damaging his internal organs, intensifying the pressure in the blood vessels, tearing the vessels aiding the blood to surface.....huh... the ecstasy....... Either way, I had to fake it that I was scared, that all this was a surprise. So a tear must gradually fall, a voice must be heard, a wail...a cry for help. But my heart couldn’t cooperate; I couldn’t hide the joy. Although I tried hard to negotiate with my glee, mitigating between what’s fake and real, I failed. The joy controlled me... the evil in me won so I wept, a tear of happiness, laughing hysterically, enjoying my achievements and taking off the mask, the so called ‘naive lovely girlfriend’ which I loathed to wear.” ✍Benon/Me

Infidelity A long road leading to nowhere, My feet starts its journey, Might this help me hide my pain? Will I forge my brain with fatigue? I feel hopeless. Mother earth didn’t care for solace, Flickered her sword with blistering warmth, Sweat aided my tears, I’ve lost my brawn, Wounded heart trembled, Lastly my emotions won. I see trails of you around, Miraculously speaking in bitter sound, Whispers heard all over now, Winced and tried to break off the curse. But here you are tormenting me, Even in your absence, My heart learned no peace. Didn’t selling me off quench your thirst, Didn’t sabotaging my trust made your nights ablaze, Have I ever loved you less, But John Doe satisfy you in ways I couldn’t, And here I say, What did I miss. ✍Benon/Me