Temmydiary

 Let's visit the children wars, Oh sir! help my startled mind, sorry Is  it a ward for the newly born? Oh no, is not the maternity ward, It's the children ward he said. A raffle within my minds Wait!, is it like the male ward I'm just coming from, Can it be that I'll also find children in distress of pains and curiosity of lifetime here Oh, I went stale, My curiosity and optimistic enthusiasm aloft I couldn't step easy, for I already was uneasy I startled in what my mind couldn't fathom It was far away from a wish No, the hospital is faraway from a wish. Oh!, this is beautiful... an unfolded eyes and innocent mind will abrief, with the beautiful wallpaper in decoration of style and the classic setting of what I could have concluded to be a crèche for the newest generation, If only my innocence was not discovered. I became nocent the very moment I stepped in, I saw beds in rows and column, Like a plotted graph with every degree defined I saw children, oh Yes! Chi...

It is a shadow of what it is a reflection of the futile follies, a brand of contempt promiscuity levied in the atmosphere of frail. I sometimes saddle in my inescapable league, I'm human so I know it is inexcusable. Baffle the raffle, rumble the brawl on a witty high babble (chuckle... Hmm...! how long Oh how long!? Yea, the how long of in quotation woe that lingers in the heart of the fainting, like a sit in the bottles of liquor gravedigging the pit of uncertainty and poise, It's a loch in the bay of venom. Now the sing (chorus) out their rings Oh Lord! dear Lord how long Yeah! how long should this trespass beguile us, how long till our strength no arm till we are preys to our predators. Then our sky begins to gather, a darken of a pregnant sky A thundering and a lighting, murmurs of echoes and the winds Yea, it's about time for redemption story Oh how long!? Yea, how long of unquoted woes I answered, No long, No longer! My clouds is beginning to rain.

  A spark, an ignition of light fray, resolution a flair in purpose. Have you been cold? Like you want a vacation but note, consistency builds momentum. I noticed you pen s been cold and your note, the bookworm smell, how long will you put a diesel to rest? Weakening the heavy duty, Much can be done in a minute, seconds can also deprive greatness Hey! Look up, Go refill your ink and service your bullpen You'll only eat what you garnish but note, my appetite aren't small I crave for more, an Oliver twist in the street of London. Happy weekend compatriot @temmydiary😃

 Yea its morning, oh! even a wake to February, I responded good morning emphatically seems like I had urge for life, hopefully a new day will is offering me a will to life than yesterday. Hmm..., each day comes with is own surprise and some is a urge irresistible, a conducive thought at least for a new day. Well!, what did today offer? A piece of bread in a dicing table. I remembered sleeping off with my phone waiting for 12am, to drop a Happy new month message. Is it polite to say not for the glory of it , well not that I'm not pessimistic about a new month after all it's like a channel for allawee to drop😁 since 31st of January seems to explain herself amplified😾 Anyway, this is February , a month of LOVE😘😍, may it brings us all its good tidings from the East 😃 Amor