And I thought Come oh Winter let us sit and converse about the devious night and manipulative day Come oh Summer let us sit and converse of the dead Come oh Spring let us drown in your lies Come oh Autumn let me burn your leaves and watch you choke short of breath Ileni Lyaanyuka
Bloom
5 December 2017 You can't expect a flower to grow if you pluck it before it can bloom. Stop plucking the dreams of others by deafening the sound of their imagination. A persons ability to accomplish the extraordinary is as big as the opportunity they crave. - Ileni Lyaanyuka
I am but a Child
22 June 2017 I gave it up at 14, thinking I was ready yet again I felt ready. I gave it up to a complete stranger. Pablo, the name of the man that took it. He manipulated me into saying yes by using lust in the form of hands and tongue, words of pleasure. I never … Continue reading I am but a Child
The Journey Begins
Thanks for joining me! This is all fairly new to me. First time blogging and all. I created this page to share my experiences, my poems and my opinions. I am just beginning to get the hang of things so please bear with me. There will be a new post after one week. hope you … Continue reading The Journey Begins


