Baskadia

Forbidden

012 I'm a fish with gills, And swimming is my skill. You're a bird with wings, With the air you do your thing. I'm always looking up at you, While you look down at me. No matter how hard I try to reach, I can't and end up hurt. I'll die if I go with you, Because I can't breathe above. You'll drown if you go with me, Because water is your weakness. No matter how hard we try, We can't be together and just end up hurting each other. For our love is forbidden. The love that shouldn't happen in the f

Shadow

Poetry

Astray

Dusk, City lights, Red, Green, Yellow, Orange, Kaleidoscopic, As if they had a life of their own. Sidewalks, Crowded with strangers, So close, Yet so distant. Taxi cabs, Busy streets, Leading nowhere near you

My Poem " Forever Young"

Forever young, forever free A heart that's wild and carefree No worries or fears to bind Just living life one day at a time With laughter in our hearts and joy in our eyes We dance through life, never looking back For in this moment, we are alive And nothing else matters, no matter the track We chase our dreams and follow our hearts No matter where they may lead For in this youth, we are unstoppable Forever young, forever free So let's embrace each day, each hour And live them to the fullest, wi

A Melodramatic Poem About Cooking

In the bustling kitchen, the chef, a maestro in an apron, orchestrates a symphony of ingredients. The stove becomes a stage where carrots pirouette and onions transform in a culinary ballet. Garlic whispers secrets, spices waltz, and a medley of sizzles creates a sensory storm. The chopping board echoes with a rhythmic beat as knives dance in a culinary feat. The poem culminates in a finale where the chef, wielding a ladle as a wand, unveils a masterpiece; a culinary sonnet where senses prevail.

Crushed Can on the Football Field

I'm a crushed can on the pitch drunk up empty What day it is? maybe half sunny half rainy What stadium this is? I can never tell The teams that clashed I may never know Maybe Barcelona versus Liverpool Or Manchester United versus Chelsea Each assumption leads farther from the truth The player that drank me might have been one... Probably a player from the losing team Though lifeless I could hear him quake within. I may be just a crushed can on this football field But every creature has it's own

Graceful as a Swan

Soaring through the sky With elegance and poise Graceful as a swan Floating on the lake So delicate and light Graceful as a swan Dancing in the wind Soaring with the breeze Graceful as a swan Gently gliding through The beauty of the night Graceful as a swan

Bad government

A government so bad, their eyes cannot see The pain and suffering of the oppressed beneath A desolation of choice, a dwindling democracy A heart so dark and filled with greed A corrupted ruling class, with no remorse Equality and justice, nothing but force The outcry of the people is falling on deaf ears As lives are hampered by their wicked cares Unyielding to progress, a world of despair Eliminating thoughts of hope, no chance to dare A continuous cycle of the same despair Nothing changes, the

A Chaotic World To Nurture

Superstar's first rhymes after The Existence created him. From a section of The Songs of Lexicon called Superstar's Rhymes

Ode to Nature's Beauty

Amidst the tapestry of time, so grand, A realm of wonder where life expands, Nature's canvas, vibrant and free, A symphony of beauty for all to see. Mountains rise, their heads in the sky, Whispering secrets to clouds passing by, Majestic trees, arms reaching high, Tell stories to the wind as it rushes nigh. Rivers dance in a shimmering trance, Carving paths through earth's expanse, Their liquid notes a soothing song, Guiding all creatures along. Oh, the oceans with depths untold, A universe wit

For My Thoughtful Ocean

An ocean is beautiful

Poem:feelings...

Poem: "Feelings " By (S. Shabeer) Feelings force me to cry, Makes me to joy, And also the feelings which compells Me to drop into the pool of affliction. My mind's notion is in motion, When realities smacking, Then heart and mind's combat begins, Which sundered me melancholy.

The Cost of War

The sky is filled with smoke and ash, The ground is stained with blood and tears, The cries of the wounded echo in the air, The screams of the dying fill our ears. The cost of war is too great to bear, The price of freedom can be so high, The lives of the brave are taken away, The families of the fallen left to cry. The heroes of our nation are gone, Their sacrifice will never be forgotten, Their courage and strength will live on, Their memory will remain in our hearts forever. The cost of war i

Poem

Love

Poem

Comedy

The Beauty of Nature's Peace

Nature is a gift, it brings us peace and joy It's beauty is so grand, it can fill us with joy The sun's rays shine down, and the birds sing in the sky The trees sway in the breeze, and the flowers bloom so high The rolling hills and the meadows, the rivers and the streams The beauty of nature, it's a sight to be seen The stars twinkle in the night, and the moon glows so bright The beauty of nature, it's a sight to delight The peace of nature, it can bring us solace It can bring us joy, and help

Poem on the ground

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TWENTY FIRST CENTURY

Sewn into these walls Are lullaby from a century ago Can you hear them? History is about to repeat itself Like it always has Sentiments and sentinel Sent on sabbaticals. No one gives a damn If the roof collapses As long as the house stands. We are all sentenced to death Hanging on gallows that we Happily built Happy that they broke Before we met our maker Here's to another chance at life Dancing, drunk on stupidity Piss for rum, tears for beer Cheers, we have earned it. Its a cozy world, cased i

"Eternal Embrace: A Love Poem"

Summary: "Eternal Embrace: A Love Poem" is a heartfelt composition that captures the essence of a deep and enduring love. The poem explores the power of affection, the beauty of connection, and the transformative nature of love. Through vivid imagery and evocative language, it portrays the intensity and joy found in a profound love story.

Poem Title "Whispers of the Willow"

Amidst the twilight's gentle hue, Beneath the crescent moon's soft glow, A willow weeps beside the stream, Where dreams and whispers softly flow. Its branches sway like silken threads, Caressing zephyrs as they pass, In nature's arms, a dance it weds, A mesmerizing, graceful mass. A guardian to the secrets told, By lovers' hearts, in shadows' embrace, It listens to the young and old, And cradles memories in its space. Through seasons' change, it stands its ground, In winter's chill and summer's