PostsCommentsPayoutsbbscribe94 (43)in Freewriters • 4 days agoWords behind the image Image generated by freewriters on ecency On a quiet city walkway, I stop before a painted wall A mural of a fox and a chicken. But as I stare, the animals fade in my mind…bbscribe94 (43)in Freewriters • 4 days agoSOAP; From chemistry to refined cosmetics Image generated by Phuonghoangthuy on pixabay Each bar carried a faint and soothing fragrance, blend of honey, cinnamon, and natural oils. What many saw as a simple bar of soap…bbscribe94 (43)in Freewriters • 6 days agoCLINIC FOR THE POOR; compassion before bills Image generated by Marionbrun In an environment where healthcare often depends on the size of one’s wallet, surgeons working purposefully in the bright glow of operating lights…bbscribe94 (43)in Ladies of Hive • 4 months agoHer Voice, Her Power: A Legacy the World Cannot IgnoreHer Voice, Her Power: A Legacy the World Cannot Ignore In a world that has too often underestimated her, silenced her, or expected her to stand in the shadows, she has learned not just to survive, butbbscribe94 (43)in Freewriters • 4 months agoA Glance of Innovation: The Human Story Behind 5GA Glance of Innovation: The Human Story Behind 5G In a world where seconds now feel like hours, and delays are silently equated to defeat, innovation has become more than a luxury but it’s survival. Atbbscribe94 (43)in Freewriters • 4 months agoSheThe she She isn't just torn but ripped, layer by layer, like a memory they tried to erase but couldn’t Her face breathes through the paper wounds, yet fragile Beauty sculpted in silence, held hostage bybbscribe94 (43)in Freewriters • 4 months agoThe Wall Between Us The Wall Between Us In a village where red dust lingered in the air like an unspoken truth, a little boy named Tobi leaned against a cracked mud wall. The wall had seen better days, so had Tobi. He wasbbscribe94 (43)in The Ink Well • 4 months agoThe Orchard of Her SilenceThere was a time when Elias believed love was made of sunshine and apple blossoms. His mother used to say hearts were like orchards: beautiful if tended to, but wild and unkind if left alone. He neverbbscribe94 (43)in Freewriters • 4 months agoBeneath the Jacaranda Tree "Beneath the Jacaranda Tree" The first time Leila saw him, the jacaranda tree was in full bloom, scattering purple petals like shy confessions onto the cobbled courtyard of the old universitybbscribe94 (43)in The Ink Well • 5 months agoThe Regreti wished I counted times I go hungry to school, times I would go to school under the rain, trekking to school thereby getting soaked. So many times my mum selling off her expensive wears to pay some ofbbscribe94 (43)in Freewriters • 8 months agoCOME UNTO ME Black as scarlet, full of blemish Shackled with heavy burdens and load Lived a life of guilt and shame Gushing out blood from the sores of my eyes instead of tears like that of the red sea The pains ofbbscribe94 (43)in Ecency • 8 months agoDO YOU REALLY COMMUNICATE?He will ask, why are you behaving like this babes?, your mood was okay last I checked, why the switch of mood huh?, what's my offense? is it because if what I said? all being curious and inquisitive tobbscribe94 (43)in Lifestyle • 8 months agoNO TIME My eyes are glued to the clock on the wall, wondering why there are three hands; thin, short and the long hand. Thin - seconds, Morning phase Long- Minutes, afternoon phase Short - hours, evening phasebbscribe94 (43)in Lifestyle • 8 months agoANGERHello, this is Alexa and this is a short story of how I lost a business opportunity/deal, due to being pissed over little issue. while growing up, I was prone to anger and at that I wasn't used to crackingbbscribe94 (43)in The Ink Well • 9 months agoEnemyster God abeg ooo this pains are for real, damn it, I exclaimed. How am I gonna do, where do I start from, how will I trust again, so I thought aloud. A knock disrupted my thoughts, yeah come in. Ah mummy,bbscribe94 (43)in #ecency • 9 months agoENEMYSTER contdMaureen how come you're here, mum asked. After all you you did to to her, you still have the effrontery to go to the hospital to check how bad it is to lock here, why ni haven't you people done enough?bbscribe94 (43)in The Ink Well • 9 months agoEnemysterThe path is so narrow that darkness keep creeping in, I could hear the dangling and clicking of the plates, falling into thousand of pieces. I could hear people whispering from the kitchen, who is that?bbscribe94 (43)in #ocd • 9 months agoINTRODUCTORY POSTHello readers and fellow scribes, I am Blessings Sunday Frank, a full time writer, hardworking, target-oriented being. I develop interest in response to any topic, a versatile writer, specializing in creating
