FORSAKEN LOVE

Title: The Guardian of the Djinn's Lamp Once upon a time in the bustling city of Marrakech, there lived a young orphan named Zara. Despite the hardships she faced, Zara had a heart as bright as the desert sun and a spirit as free as the wind that swept through the ancient streets of the city. One day, while wandering through the crowded market, Zara stumbled upon a dusty old lamp tucked away in a forgotten corner of a merchant's stall. Intrigued by the lamp's intricate carvings and mysterious aura, she purchased it with the little money she had earned from odd jobs. That night, as Zara polished the lamp in her modest room, a swirling mist emerged from its spout, coalescing into a majestic djinn named Aziza. The djinn, with eyes like shimmering emeralds and a voice like honeyed silk, revealed that she was the guardian of the lamp, bound by ancient magic to grant three wishes to whoever released her from her slumber. Overwhelmed by the possibilities, Zara hesitated, unsure of what to wish for. Sensing the young girl's pure heart and selfless nature, Aziza proposed a different kind of arrangement. She explained that instead of granting wishes, she would accompany Zara on a quest to restore balance to the world by vanquishing the dark forces that sought to disrupt the harmony of the land. Together, Zara and Aziza embarked on a journey that took them across deserts and mountains, through bustling cities and forgotten ruins. Along the way, they encountered treacherous djinns who sought to sow chaos and discord, testing the strength of their bond and the purity of their intentions. Through courage, compassion, and unwavering determination, Zara and Aziza overcame every obstacle that stood in their way. They learned that true power lies not in the granting of wishes, but in the ability to protect and preserve the beauty and magic of the world around them. In the end, as they stood atop a windswept dune overlooking the vast expanse of the desert, Zara and Aziza shared a bittersweet farewell. The djinn bestowed upon the young girl a gift far greater than any wish—a heart filled with the wisdom of the ages and the knowledge that true magic resides in the bonds we forge and the love we share. And so, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting golden light upon the sands, Zara bid farewell to her otherworldly companion, knowing that their paths would cross again someday, for the connection they shared transcended time and space. And thus, the legend of Zara, the Guardian of the Djinn's Lamp, and Aziza, the noble djinn, echoed through the ages, a testament to the enduring power of friendship, courage, and the magic that dwells within us all.

Never Love a poet Dont fall in love with a poet, for they have no feelings at all, If you are prone to heartbreak, Then try one. These people has no feelings, This phrase i had repeated, What they feel is the words they write. A poet is not a good lover, So dont waste your time, These people are unique. They dont care if you die for them, for love or sacrifice for them, What they care is, "What if my pen dies" *Mboya is an example of one* ALONE, Writer: Joash Mboya, All my life, I have been an island Standing alone, detarched from the main land. All my pillars of hope, friends and I could count on, Familly and I could run to. Even my own self, had detarched from me. The storm is strong, the waves are huge, being an island , I stand srong. PRAISE THE ALMIGHTY writer: Joash Mboya It's a new dawn, that I get drawn into my papers, to thank my helper For he is wonders. From dawn to dask, i catch no dust. For he cleans my heart, and remain freelace upon his embrace. Sir God is wonderful. He performs all wonders. He blesses his devoted children. Thank you God. My mom's love She carried me in her womb, Nine months like in a tomb, Nine years weak and loose, Caring for me not to loose. In any case of my pain, She lived to endure the pain. But she wanted me to have a gain. Oh all she did was in vein. She left me at a tender age , Though not at a todler stage, For the world to keep me in its cage But her love was just for a range Death took her away Trying to remember all the way, Crying and mourning every day, But death has its own way, of handling human everyday. #ajanjapoet To the cancer patient....... In the depths of your battle, so brave and strong, I pen these words, a tribute to your song. A cancer patient, facing a daunting fight, But know you're surrounded by love's guiding light. In the face of adversity, you stand tall, With courage and resilience, you give it your all. Through the trials and tears, you find inner might, A warrior's spirit, shining ever so bright. Though the road is long, and the journey rough, You inspire us all, with your unwavering tough. Each day you face, with unwavering grace, A testament to your strength, shining in every trace. In the face of uncertainty, you remain bold, Finding silver linings, even in shadows cold. Your spirit shines brighter than any star, A beacon of hope, no matter how far. Through the pain and challenges you endure, Know that you're loved, and your spirit pure. We stand by your side, through each twist and turn, With unwavering support, a fire that will burn. May hope be your anchor, and love your guide, As you navigate this journey, side by side. You're not alone, for we're here by your side, Together we'll face it, with love as our guide. So, to the cancer patient, strong and true, Know that we admire and stand with you. May each day bring healing, and strength renew, Sending thoughts of love, as we journey with you. My love I ask myself how best Can I show my love for you? How do I reveal The storm of desire that rages within me? From the warmth of your skin, To the touch of your lips, You set my soul ablaze, A wildfire that never fades. Meditating on your smile, A wonder too wonderful for words, And how can I forget Those eyes that hold me captive, With their captivating gaze? The bliss you bring Satisfies my heart for days on end, Until our next encounter My heart beats with anticipation For you, my one and only partner. @michaelmboya Pain inside Who will listen to the sound My pain,my pain How loud it sound My pain, my pain Even when I smile The pains are still mine Even when I cry The pain still strike I grow old and retire The pain never retired My pain now my Trier And am still the carrier Who do I share my pain with My pain, my pain #ajanjapoet The poet's pen. Storms make me wonder, thurnder makes thurnder, Sufferings talks to me louder, But I am armed with my pen, Finding a place to lay the ten, talking about my future again, I know I might not be the best, because what I write might not best, But admires to one of the best, writers, poets and the rest . Ooh God to you I lay my passion, To be a poet and a novelist with passion, It's you who listens to every person #ajanjapoet Falling again. Falling raindrops from the sky whispering in her ears That she's not the only one Who's falling and feeling lost Dark clouds in the sky Whispering in her ears That she's not the only one Who's gloomy and carrying the burden Thunder storms from the sky Reminding her That she's not the only one Who's been shattering and screaming The Lightning strikes from the sky Reminding her That she's not the only one Who's been broken and torn apart By ajanjapoet My lovely rose flower! Look at her , beautiful ,I mean beautiful. This girl that took my saul, and kept it down inside her heart . I can say, she is the only love

There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"

Accused of murder, Sylvia Todd's mother was deemed a traitor by the entire pack, condeming Sylvia to live the rest of her life alone in humiliation as a lowly slave. All she wanted to do was to prove her mother's innocence somehow, but fate never seemed to be on the side of the traitor's daughter. Still, Sylvia never lost hope. As the future lycan king of all werewolves, Rufus Duncan possessed great power and status, but he had an inexplicable reputation for being cruel, bloodthirsty, and ruthless. Unbeknownst to everyone, he had been cursed long ago to transform into a killer monster on every full moon. Even though fate did not always look upon the two, it brought Sylvia and Rufus together as each other's destined mates. Will justice be served for Sylvia's mother? What about Rufus' secret? Can Sylvia and Rufus defy all societal norms and stay together? Will these two unlucky souls have their happy ending?

Five years ago, he upped and left his wife without informing her. He had always felt unworthy. As a result, he decided to go and become a better man. It took him five whole years of daily hard work. When he was satisfied, he returned as a powerful and honorable man. He intended to start a family with his wife. But he got back to meet the greatest shocker of his life. He actually had a daughter!

On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."

This is a story about two damaged people who came together because of one's desire and the other's fear. Cassandra She was young, innocent, loving, and pretty with big eyes that showed her soul. She was stunningly beautiful but broken and alone, trapped in a world of monsters. Then he appeared. People say he is the worst monster of all, someone you pray never to meet. Will she escape him, or will he become her whole world? Dominic He was ruthless, aggressive, and merciless. Everyone feared him, and he was proud to be the king of his world. But he was also broken. Then she appeared. She was like a fragile doll, his doll. Will he take what he wants and move on, or will she become his life? "Let me go, please," she begged. He buried his face in her neck and tightened his grip around her arms. "Shhhh... breathe, love," he whispered. She cringed at his nickname for her, and he continued, "You are mine, and I am never letting you go. I will give you everything, my love, except your freedom from me."

"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!