Amina Yamel

                               The Land itself could tell the stories of  centuries ago, The secrets that bestow in the rocks and the stones The same energy that outlived the ancient humans lies in this pyramid Main attraction by day Continue Reading

    Romance is dead, I hate to sound vague,all that we know is simply portrayed, vanity is the weapon used in this plague… dark times never looked so wickedly good, misshaping chaos as lucifer exudes… everyone on social media sending their nudes x rated, over rated with no shame. I Continue Reading

                  Her age and youth at war with its defiance. her nightmares the memories of a past life’s torment. She lived through many centuries to carry out the curse. She consumed the youth of “the fallen” restoring the balance…   She was evil yet Continue Reading

                The Garden is beauty and life  each flower  represents a memory. The lily, a memory of a jaded innocence from past to future. The white rose with it the memory of Death surrounded by roses and mourners. The orchid a sweet memory of Continue Reading

                              Paradise   I often dream of an endless paradise the pure, the devine, where everyone is kind. my piece of heaven, a true sanctuary. where the sun shines through the waters,  We enjoy the healing  as Continue Reading

    Life is a masquerade    The jesters entertain The suitors will play, Meanwhile the old men debate. The women with their wine they gossip and laugh. Talking about eachother With a smile in one arm  And a knife in the other, Waiting for the time to back stab eachother.  Continue Reading

                                            I am the cold on the water  turning  it to Ice I am the storm The queen of damned, I conquered the cold ,   that melts your heart, Continue Reading

              I am the hopeless , the romantic I am the pure,  the uncorrupted A starseed, They call me “The Dreamer”  The one who lives in a fantasy A star, whose mind has awakened,  An unforeseen force that lives in a dream,  Saving the humans Continue Reading

                         Chasing my shadows while others chase me, my world is not what it seems living off a prayer,  Bonjovi. Call me crazy, call me immature I Am a bad b*** on my own, Growing up savage has its reward, Continue Reading

The trees begin to dance with the wind, and  with it comes the rain it washes my pain and I’m cleansed again, I Am  a mother to my cubs I am  the cheetah  fearless, strong, alone… a force to be reckoned, an enemy to the wicked. I traveled the lands through Continue Reading