Baskadia

Dance with me

Disco dance

Speak to me

Speak to me, my love, with words that flow Like a gentle stream, soft and slow Tell me of your hopes and dreams, Of all the things that make you gleam Speak to me, my love, and pour out your heart Let the words you say be a work of art Let them be a beacon of light, Guiding us through the darkest night So speak to me, my love, and let your voice be clear For it is the sound that I hold dear It is the sound that brings me peace, The sound that brings me to my knees Speak to me, my love, and let y

My House and Me

My House and Me Drawing in a Smartphone

DON'T BLAME ME

Don't blame me for being mean Don't blame for loosing my manners Don't blame me for being wicked Don't blame me,if am not a good giver anymore. Don't blame me ,if my heart is hardened. Don't blame me, if i no longer care about you. Don't blame me ,if i no longer share bonds with you. Don't blame me , if i no longer share bonds with you. Don't blame me, if i no longer respond to you the way i used to cos you caused it ,cos you know i was loyal like a servant who serves the royalties but you took

Photoshop works done by me

MEMOS

Darling mistress of Nirvana, One whose ecstasy brings fertility to the mourning mud. The reason of my own Had I abandoned thee To the reminent of this world? Certainly don’t agree. Let my departure Exhale no dereliction For the cause I had to upheld. The story I wish you could infer. Gregory have no say in this. The cambium of world chaos With his Catholic convey. I’m not at home with myself What is worse than death? Letting you go, what a torture. I crave for switch of fate, Where this never i

Title: Reflection of Me

Summary: "Reflection of Me" is a poem that dives deep into the concept of self-reflection and introspection. It highlights the significance of looking within oneself and understanding our perception of the world around us. The poem discusses how the mirror serves as a gateway to self-awareness and helps us discover our true identity.

Me and my father

Carry Me On

A poem that conveys not only words but also the true scenes that happens behind every painful yet silent love story, Carry Me On is one of poems that speaks for a lover and declares a question in mind, why the hope? Read and enjoy. _drichthepoet

The Summer Vacation That Destroyed Me

Gloria I cruised up a hill, pressing the gas a little harder as I glanced at the clock on the dash, less than half an hour, and I’d be there. As I hit the peak of the rolling hill and picked up speed on the other side, I shifted my foot to the brake to slow my descent, but the pedal felt… squishy. The resistance that was usually there had disappeared and the car didn’t slow. I pressed the brake harder, slamming my foot against the useless pedal as adrenaline flashed through me like a bomb explod

JOURNAL OF A WHORE

It was on a bright weekend early afternoon. As I remained there ringing the doorbell tenderly, somebody pulled my pants. "Mom, mom, convey me." Cried a minuscule sharp voice. I really wanted no heavenly messenger to let me know what its identity was. Obviously, it was the voice of my three years of age little girl. If by some stroke of good luck she knew how chaotic it was lifting her up as she had put on a ton of weight as of late. Perhaps more than her age mates however at that point, a mother's affection wouldn't allow me to overlook the little one, regardless of whether I needed to. "Great sky," I murmured, feigned exacerbation, and scooped her up in my arms.

The tree

Inspired by the tree in my compound 😆

DARK HOUR

A stound of loneliness Filled with silence Gazing at the unseen shadows Silent as a wind. A period of breakdown, Time of comfort, Moment of hopelessness And hour of resilience. It's like a season, The most silent of all When one gets to reason. It is the DARK HOUR

Love poem in ancient arabic. By me🥰

Love poem

Let Me In Leiley

The poem is about revealing our authentic fronts and pain to those who care, or taking a torn heart to a tailor of hearts for amendment.

LOVE ME BACK

I keep dreaming of you I wish these dreams come true Stalking you secretly day by day You're pictures and voice is all I meditate My heart that was frozen can beat again I'm falling for you body and soul I hope you feel the same even for a day I'll forever watch you like the night's owl Catch me before I break Lead me on the right track My love is not fake I wish you will love me back Let us dance to love's tunes Love that flows from the heart This love will feel so good If only you will love me

You don't love me

I always end up on the losing end of the story

poem

poems for mother

Tell me why we afraid to dark. I don't know

Is this sun flower the middle part of the flower is dark but around the middle part there is a yellow part which means light. In everyone life one side of the life is dark and one part is light. Our life depend what can we choose. I prefer choose better and try to do better don't fear your dark sides. Instead of being afraid of your darkness, make it your strength.

Why hurt me

I've been good to you, Then you had a sudden change of heart. Was your LOVE even true, All of a sudden you want us apart. What did I do wrong, I don't understand? Why am I the one with the frown, I'm the one left hurt first hand. You got me to open up, Now I'm left like dirt, Why was I dropped, It really really hurts.