Baskadia

The boy who wants the moon

In a quiet town, where dreams take flight, Lived a boy with eyes of starry light. His heart yearned for the moon's embrace, To hold its glow, to feel its grace. Each night he'd gaze up at the sky, With a wistful look, a hopeful sigh. He dreamed of reaching beyond his reach, To touch the moon upon its breach. With hands outstretched, he'd reach up high, As if to pluck it from the sky. But alas, the moon remained afar, A distant dream, a shining star. Yet still, the boy refused to yield, His deter

POEM

Human Life is so Ephemeral,... Every man should live Life to the Fullest, doing the right thing.

Shadows Within

In the depths of the soul, where shadows reside, A heavy shroud descends, a turbulent tide. A darkness that whispers, a relentless refrain, A battle unseen, a relentless, quiet pain. A weight on the heart, like a stone's somber song, A feeling that something's perpetually wrong. Days blend into nights, lost in shades of gray, The sun's gentle warmth kept at bay. But remember, dear heart, even in the darkest hour, There's a glimmer of hope, a hidden power. You're not defined by the struggles you

New week blessing

A time for new beginnings, A fresh chance for change, A time of hope and potential, Let this new week arrange. May times of joy and laughter Bring us out from our walls, And miles of memories made Drive away our sorrows. As the week unfolds its fortune, Let us be graced with good luck, In mind, body and spirit, Our paths can never be stuck. A blessing for a new week That our lives may be blessed, A chance to learn, improve and grow, And our worries laid to rest.

Fruitfulness Abounds

A bounty of nature's gifts, so sweet and so round. A cornucopia of colors, from yellow to red to brown. Fruitfulness abounds, in the garden and in the trees. A feast for the eyes, and a treat for the bees. A harvest of flavors, from tart to sweet and mild. A feast for the senses, for young and for old. Fruitfulness abounds, in the orchard and in the field. A feast for the palate, for the hungry to yield. A blessing of nature, for us to enjoy. A reminder of life's abundance, for us to employ.

No Goodbye

My head became buried deep in her neck, The odor of her hair delivered consolation To my as soon as-lonely heart...

Poem

Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams For when dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow.

Keeping Hope Alive

As long as you are still breathing, there is hope

I love you yet I feel more

I love you  yet I feel more. Ever since I laid my eyes on you something change inside my heart. I lost my reasoning, and be impulsive. When you appear I stagnate but  thinking of you I blast in bliss  . When you look at me I fall into a trap, of looking the most enchanting being, hence I shy and look away often. My strength just dissolve in your smile. I become sweet, soft and fluffy. There is something that I feel inside, but it become lost in translation. All I can say is I love you yet I feel

A New Chapter in Life

A New Chapter in Life is a piece from a section of The Songs of Lexicon entitled Birthday Wishes which aims to put a smile on the faces of those who are celebrating their birthdays.

Bird-Understander

BY CRAIG ARNOLD

Love Poem

In fields of stars, our love takes flight, A dance of hearts, in darkest night. Your eyes, like galaxies, shine, A universe within, entwined with mine. Your laughter, a melody, pure and sweet, In every note, my soul finds its beat. Your touch, a whisper, like a gentle breeze, A tender caress that puts me at ease. Through seasons' change, our love remains, A steadfast flame that never wanes. In every moment, I'm lost in your gaze, A love so deep, time could never erase. Hand in hand, we'll face l

"Roses are red,skies are blue

Roses are red, skies are blue, In this love, our hearts find their cue. Roses are red, skies are blue, Hand in hand, our dreams come true. Roses are red, skies are blue, Like stars above, our love shines through. Roses are red, skies are blue, With you, every day feels new. Roses are red, skies are blue, In your eyes, I see love so true. Roses are red, skies are blue, Forever together, me and you. Roses are red, skies are blue, In your embrace, my worries undo.

Anger

I have taught myself to forgive my offenders so I let go of anger. Though they may not have remorse nor apologize for harm they set on me but I have learn to forgive and let go. Anger is like uncontrollable fire the only way to stop it is to burn out. When let burns it acts like a laser with a strong radiation that is poisonous. Anger is infection, it cause harm. Anger is very flammable like a fire, destroying nature to pave for dire, So that weeds like hatred can bloom. The best way to burn out

Love

Love is like an earthquake shaking up the ground beneath Stronger than all the land only found when two souls meet Like blinding bright sunshine illuminating both their hearts Mattifying the harshness showing them a brand new start Sparking a flame of passion burning hot and wild Bringing laughter and joy from which two hearts are bound Love is a power so grand one a person can't defend It wakes us up each morning and leads us through until the end

For my friends, family and followers

Roses are red, violets are blue Your support is what I most love and appreciate, It's because of you my dreams comes true And motivation to progress never dissipates. The love and admiration I receive Is enough to make a heart sizzle and soar, Your belief and generous gestures I would never deceive And forever be grateful for what you have in store. Your comments and suggestions Are always welcome and appreciated, No matter the situation's pressure You make me feel respected. My followers, I wan

Hate's Painful Grasp

Shrouds of darkness blocking out the light An unrelenting scourge with a voracious appetite It's cobweb of hatred entangles our hearts Devouring us piece by piece, slowly tearing us apart. We see it in the streets and we feel it in our fears It is a feeling that brings pain and tears We can't ignore it, try as we might As its powerful grip keeps us in its sight No matter how hard our efforts, hatred won't be quashed It will continue looming large until our trembling hearts have crashed So may we

A poem for my lonely grandmother

Grandmother's solitude a heavy weight,longing for love before it's too late.

Nature' Poem

Amidst the whispers of the trees so tall, Nature's symphony plays, a gentle call. Rivers dance with shimmering glee, Underneath the sky's vast tapestry. Mountains rise like ancient kings, Guardians of secrets that nature brings. Fields of flowers, a vibrant hue, Painted by a hand that's pure and true. The sun dips low, a golden fire, Painting the horizon with colors to inspire. Stars emerge, a sparkling sight, Guiding the wanderer through the night. In forests deep, secrets softly reside, Where

A POEM TITLED LONELINESS

To the lonely souls, don't worry, I've got you.