Life Through My Eyes

It's getting dark The moon has started to rise My heart is still as heavy as in the morning I yearn for it to be watered by love It's almost impossible to remember what love feels like I shift my weight and support my chin with my right hand My gaze is far, yet I can't see a thing I sit like this for a very looooong time Just drifting to be continued PC: Internet Through the eyes of AYENYO Joanita ©  2023 You can watch the video here  https://www.tiktok.com/@ayenyoj/video/7190834189632146694 Subscribe  to my channels YouTube:  https://www.youtube.com/@ayenyo1 Facebook:  https://www.facebook.com/ayenyojoanita Twitter: @ayenyo1 Instagram: @joanitaayenyo Tiktok: @ayenyoj

I long for the day when the wind will kiss the trees upon my sight When the sea will sing about our love  The stars will dance to my name The moon will cast its hue upon our entangled bodies And when the sun rises, it won't be a dream anymore PC: AYENYO Joanita Through the eyes of AYENYO Joanita ©  2023 You can watch the video here  https://www.tiktok.com/@ayenyoj/video/7190472948598312197 Subscribe  to my channels YouTube:  https://www.youtube.com/@ayenyo1 Facebook:  https://www.facebook.com/ayenyojoanita Twitter: @ayenyo1 Instagram: @joanitaayenyo Tiktok: @ayenyoj PC: AYENYO Joanita Through the eyes of AYENYO Joanita ©  2023 You can watch the video here  https://www.tiktok.com/@ayenyoj/video/7188223797370064134   Subscribe  to my channels YouTube:  https://www.youtube.com/@ayenyo1 Facebook:  https://www.facebook.com/ayenyojoanita Twitter: @ayenyo1 Instagram: @joanitaayenyo Tiktok: @ayenyoj

Once upon a time There was a tiny village secluded from the rest of the villages. In there lived Oya. Oya was a very handsome young man who melted hearts. Every woman wanted him, but Oya was betrothed to the princess of the village. One day the witch came in search of Oya. she had heard of Oya and had come to see for herself. She was irresistible herself, but one couldn't over see the fact that she was a witch. Witch: knock knock, is any body home? Oya opened the door and blinked several times before words formed on his lips. Oya: To what do I owe this visit? Oya asked politely His voice was so soothing the witch thought... PC: The internet Through the eyes of AYENYO Joanita ©  2023 You can watch the video here  https://www.tiktok.com/@ayenyoj/video/7188223797370064134   Subscribe  to my channels YouTube:  https://www.youtube.com/@ayenyo1 Facebook:  https://www.facebook.com/ayenyojoanita Twitter: @ayenyo1 Instagram: @joanitaayenyo Tiktok: @ayenyoj

When the African moon rises tonight I will sway in delight And crane my neck in wait For the one who has stolen my heart returns tonight Oh my beloved! The one whose presence makes me swoon, When his fingers brush my skin Blood rushes through  And I gasp for breath Oo my beloved You have been away too long My body aches for you. Tonight you will consume me The passion burns hotter than the pit of a volcano Is that his shadow over there? The African moon brings back my emperor  And tonight The wait will be over. PC: AYENYO Joanita Through the eyes of AYENYO Joanita ©  2023 You can watch the video here  https://www.tiktok.com/@ayenyoj/video/7188610913841253638 Subscribe  to my channels YouTube:  https://www.youtube.com/@ayenyo1 Facebook:  https://www.facebook.com/ayenyojoanita Twitter: @ayenyo1 Instagram: @joanitaayenyo Tiktok: @ayenyoj

A long time ago in a tiny village surrounded by water lived 5 little girls. They were so close that each day was spent merry making and supporting each other's household. A few years passed by and the girls grew up into beautiful young women admired by all. Every time they passed by, men whispered. Time came and they all got married. But luck was far away from Kiden, 1 year passed and Kiden's friends started bearing children. Kiden wasn't worried in that 1st year, but by the 3rd year, she was being eaten away. She never showed her pain to the world. She went around with her daily chores with her teeth showing as always, but every night was a nightmare. Kiden would cry herself to sleep." "What is wrong with me, am I a sacrificial lamb, why won't my womb be blessed like those of my peers?", she always lamented. Kiden loved children and children loved her back dearly. But soon the village started whispering and words got to Kiden. She was so broken, but what...