LETTER TO MASTER LIFE.

LETTER TO MASTER LIFE.


Dear life, in you severe phases are flagged off in the air, so attractive from afar and vital to my soul that I embrace warmly as you intensify your privation daily.

Although it maybe a craze thing for me to do, swimming in your torrent of difficulties which is malignant to my precious health. But believe me dear, not what you think you aren’t baleful in your mischievous world, you are just bittersweet.

You really endow me with different laws of variable experiences proportion to each individual and plunge me into a supreme sea of beatitude.

My dear master, you and I know you are a trickster, always playing on people’s intelligence, you are really mischievous in your doings and act as though you are nice.
You are a bee excreting honey, you always have something to utter in your buzzing. Let me just hearken unto your buzzing words ergo I err else you will sting me.

Whenever I want to paint your door I run to my already polished sword braced and sheathed with readiness to partake in battles I will surely find on my way and solo I will arrival with the prudent courage of getting back unscathed in the pink.

Oh master life, my beloved, your adoration really cuts a dash in my heart.

 

Ismail Junaid Oluwadamilare
(paciolo pen saint)


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