Clement was my first ever have I had Pt II.

By: Nyandano Tshikororo Flash back, let me take you back how it all began. Hate to think of how I was so attached, how I believed so much in us but now we were once was. I met this guy called Clement, online, lol not an online dating app just Facebook. I was never interestedContinue reading “Clement was my first ever have I had Pt II.”

Life (On chronicles of Time)

By Tshikororo Nyandano It’s always the beginning of a life that brings joy to a memory of two folks and everyone else in the family. It’s a baby girl, it’s a baby boy, oh how happy everyone is. You all celebrate and thank God for the time you’ve waited for to a moment you neverContinue reading “Life (On chronicles of Time)”

From the end to infinity

By Nyandano Tshikororo Lights on, lights off. Your journey started here, and ending to infinity. Unrealistic expectations all in your thoughts, stays there with you. We think it’s the end of ye but it’s only a new beginning of a new body, new feels, and energies. The pain is real and words aren’t enough onContinue reading “From the end to infinity”

Life and Joy.

What things give you energy? Just waking up in the morning gives me energy. It’s 07h30 but I feel like I could wake everyone with kisses and a huges. I always find myself in a place were everyone be asking me where do I get my energy from. They always say say “Morphy you alwaysContinue reading “Life and Joy.”

To be done but too hurt to

Share a lesson you wish you had learned earlier in life. By Nyandano Tshikororo I am here. Having to type things I never know where they are coming from, are these my long hidden thoughts? I adore, and cherish every little thing, for I know nothing lasts forever even people fade away. I’m not inContinue reading “To be done but too hurt to”

Life’s like a ventilator

What’s the best piece of advice you’ve ever received? One day I found myself crying in a corner then a man appeared from no where. He was a giant but opened up a room for a tiny me. Not enough but it was more than enough. He sat me down, and he also sat down.Continue reading “Life’s like a ventilator”

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