Baskadia

Love Unknown

Written thoughts of how it feels to be in love with someone not existing.

Twilight's Embrace: A Saga of Vampire and Wolf Love

"In a mystical forest, vampire Isabella and wolf shifter Alexander defy ancient rivalries for love. Their journey navigates danger, betrayal, and the enduring power of their bond. 'Twilight's Embrace' is a mesmerizing tale of love's triumph over darkness."

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

Towards the light

- Maybe you think the winter is gonna last forever - Maybe you long for the sunkiss with a change of weather - But have you ever thought that : - All this darkness is leading you to an endless light - And without the night - you'd be blind from seeing directly the sunlight - Your eyes needed to grow - For you to learn how to dance in the pain under the rain and let everything flow - We're all here to feel the sadness - Try to color your own world with gratefulness - in life we have the freedom t

A Half Remembered Dream

In my dreams, a fading voice calls upon me from a loud echo, From a sunless sky, out of the bleak night, a shivering hand reaches out to hold; From the ground beneath, shreds of fog rises to seal me within As my feet stomps on charred bones I stretch my arms forward and give command; rise, o charred bones rise, o fallen; soldiers, princes and peasants alike. Rise! An army forms around me, not of flesh and blood An army forms around me, of bones and rotten armour Battle awaits, we March! Who can

Prayer

O Power whose presence is our soul's delight, From whom alone our being and our life Flow forth, and unto whom at last they drift, Accept our prayer to-night. For we are weak, and bowed with many a care, Oppressed with grief, and troubled with the sin That doth defile our souls and make us bare Of all that makes us kin. We pray for those we love, who are to us More dear than life itself, and for the rest Of all Thy children, whom Thou dost not thus Forsake and desolate. We pray for peace on eart

KESSY 🌹

A little summary about a friend of mine 😅🌹

A volition in a shackle

It's like looking at the mountains, At the top pebble shading the sun, With hands deep in pockets, and feet stuck in the mud.

The Labours of our Heroes Past Shall Never Be In Vain

Whenever the verse comes to my mind I feel sorry for the lives lost during the fight for the freedom, Their labour is beginning to go in vain the pain is starting to come again... More lives is to be wasted but the future is very dim... No reflection of hope , all expectations is drenched, the hope is lost, no one believes in himself anymore, talented young people are kept in the shades with no hope of chasing their dreams that way they give up their passion and go for farming which is not his d

Lying down writing,writing a poem.

If life had no love?😭is a question that can never be answered.Sandra is a good friend of mine,but distance has put us apart.And I still love her,it's deep down in my heart.If the sun didn't love but we had the moon,where is the love? Life is love.

Graphics designer. Art work, Article writing, poem . Image editing,3D Animation

Graphics designer. Art work, Article writing, poem . Image editing,3D Animation