The Mystic Path by Latifah Adelani Omolade



The path is rough, and so does the bumps that lie ahead.

The journey seems too far, but one day you surely will be there.

Everything feels more complex, yet you are still that one person with an unbridled ambiance.

Count your blessings and you can imagine how priceless that could be.

Heralded moments of neglect,
Days you find yourself held in between the detention of your thoughts.
So many hallowed expressions I may convey,
Happily in denial that you are,
Yet, neither would you stoop so low to be withheld with fright.
Let your work do the talking while you exist no more.
For there are moments you would be remembered for being the pulchritude one.


@ the lady of tranquility 

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