@Favyy 18 January 2022 edited

Shadows on the Mountains Hi good morning everyone and how is your day going? I'm sure everyone here is doing just great. So yesterday I complained of having writer's block for about three days, I cane here to rant actually and just put together alot of gibberish 😂😂 Now I'm certain my writer's block is gone, cause this morning, I've been able to come up with something. Like I promised, I said my next article will be on the pictures a friend sent to me.

Pictures of children playing and fighting on their way home from school. I came up with a poem actually. It might not really really correlate with what he actually wants but that's what came to my head. I decided to post it here too. I hope you all love it 🥺

*When time was young as the breaking of the dawn.* *The Sun smiling warmly; nature's daybreak on our faces.* *We played and fought on the dusty sands...* *Like shadows on the mountains.* *When anxiety and depression has not started to spawn.* *Life seamed certain in all cases.* *When no responsibility layed on our hands.* *We would sit on bridges beside the fountains.* *We saw life way too easy.* *The hardest thing was to learn the alphabets and short words.* *We just couldn't wait for the sound of the closing bell.* *That sound that brewed so much joy.* *We would run out of school like tiny dusts.* *Blown away by the east winds.* *To whatever direction it would;* *like a small canoe controlled by water ripples.* *We smiled at the golden rainbow* *And planed to hold it on the morrow.* *And afterwards swim in the sky* *Our eyes blind to what life really is behind the curtains.* *Time passed slowly on the mountains.* *Truth grew way too old.* *Innocency faded before our eyes.* *Now our breasts are small and humble.* *Our blindnes opened to late night visions.* *The curtains of life became translucent.* *Now we know what life holds for us.* *It's far more than dancing like shadows on the mountains.* *In our hands are keys of life;* *Some to make us and some to mar us.* *We now have responsibilities laying on our shoulders.* *And out of the abundance of our thoughts; cometh our choices and decisions.* *Now lecturers leave us to our doom in haste.* *The thing we used to hate now a bitter wine on our slates.* *If we would succeed up to our fate.* *Now life's picture seem so frail.* *Now the sand we fought and played on build real life castles.* *The sands now too expensive we don't want to trample.* *Now we want to climb the real life mountains*. *But this time not as dancing shadows.*

WRITTEN BY FAVOUR IFEOLUWA OLANREWAJU ✍️✍️ Imagine credit: Google chrome Thanks for reading 🙏 If you read my article yesterday 😂 thank you so much too ❤️ Please don't forget to like and upvote 🥺🤲