Blessing Anastasia Abaka
Biography of Blessing Anastasia Abaka
I'm a writer, school in Nigeria. I write with the passion of my ink. I DREAM, WRITE AND LIVE with my ink.
Blessing Anastasia Abaka Poems
Follow Your Dreams
'Follow your dreams because it will lead you to greatness' Go confidently in the direction of your dreams Live the life you have imagined Reach high,
The Magic Pen
seeking for the answer of magic pen i was drone in d shadow of icy water search for my way out i was lost in the magic world
Golden Black (The Symbol Of Originality)
The golden black of unity, that cascade upon my deep stress. ' Who said black is not golden' 'Who said black is not dignity' 'Who said blacks are not determined'
Forever i want to dwell in the presence of kingship. Feeling as a queen in every arena i worship. Oh! How wonderful it is to be knoweth and be serve by others. Washing my feet, hair comb and bath by maids.
I'M Not Your Prisoner
Under your domain to thy i cried for safety. U hold me caption with your powerful passion of dark love. I felt lonely, though you stood beside me. I gave you my heart, you isolate it from your heart
He is the music lords, And valley of rhymes. A Bibliophile, and the dreamers of dreams Under his care are embellish of caucus.
Life is Perpetual, even after death. On the voyage to my castle, An idyllic thrive strive through my mind strength. A tale of life after death battle
Warriors wake up! It's time for the battle. Refill your ink, clear the desk Dusk your notebooks and textbook.
Lost but not love, yet i sank deeper. Blind and frustrated, yet i move slumber, Toward d darkest sea of unconscious bleeding. I sat on d Zulu of pouring
Your Words, You Mind, Your Soul
Words are powerful motivators We can use them to curse or bless others, Encourage or discourage, inspire or belittle
A Broken Heart
A cheerful heart, what happen to it? Does it break like a glass or does it cut off like a tree, Does it smell like a rotten egg or does it fall like the snow.
Life Of A Gemini
What usefulness is life, if there is no hope? What usefulness is love, if there are is no passion? What usefulness is your eyes, if there are made the fools to your other senses?
Mother Nature gives each age its own special horror. Death never comes at the right time, It always comes like a thief. All who are born die,
Anastasia The Lily Of Love
Anastasia, the heart of the cheerful Numb by the velvety echoe of the singing bird Amtsy by the sound, she ran to the mountain She stuns with the spasm of love
Follow Your Dreams
'Follow your dreams because it will lead you to greatness'
Go confidently in the direction of your dreams
Live the life you have imagined
for star lie hidden in your soul.
for every man proceeds the goal.
Every great dreams begins with a dreamer.