Bamgbola eniola

Joined September 2024

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I’m a gentle and compassionate lady

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The isolation chamber
In the quite corners of a once crowded room , whispers of laughter fade into gloom as the moment flashes across the memory
By Bamgbola eniola about a year ago in Poets
The gloomy hour
Beneath the shadowy veil of the night, where the sky embraces the moon and stars, and severe the ties that once confined the sun. The crickets unleash their male (chirping sound) in the air as the tree feels the coldness of the breeze to its trunk.
By Bamgbola eniola about a year ago in Art