Baskadia

Goodness

Goodness, thou art the soul of all that's fair, The charm, the grace, the light of all things here: In thee the sun his glorious splendors wears, And in thy beams the moon her silver tears; The flowers their beauty from thy hand derive, And in thy smile the birds their carols give; The gentle zephyrs at thy breath rejoice, And all the groves in harmony rejoice; The ocean in thy presence calms its waves, And in thy light the stars their beauty save; The earth, the air, the sky, all nature speaks

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

Poem about Marriage

Several times when we look at the present generation, We may wonder about the reason for the marriage; Many marry for money and not following the love of their heart, with caution; Has the value and concept of marriage already changed? Now it requires courage? The modern generation has a different view of marriage than the previous ones; Today, one day they are married, tomorrow they file for divorce. Had the wedding performed been serious the day before? Or anguish for the bones? Marriage that

Never Fade Away

Did you lose the book That held my phrases Or carelessly change it for the moonlight?

The Battlefield

The poem is about the teRror of battlefield do check it and give your feedback thx.

Treasure: Hymn of the Birds

The subject of this poem is nature. I also used metaphors throughout the content of this poem. E.g..."The hymn of the birds The whoosh of the rivers The breeze of the mountain dews These are nature’s offer of a captivating paradise "

Nigeria bleeding

Nigeria's heart is broken in two, Terror befalls us, what shall we do? Blood and pain fill our skies, Our land which to us never dies. We are drowning in oceans of sorrow, No solace found in tomorrow. Our hopes and dreams have been crushed As our soul still stirs and hushes. We see the future filled with despair, Nobody seems to care. No change or progress in sight, As we all suffer our plight. We have forgotten what it means to have joy, As our fate brings us toil and toil. We are dying, we are

Tells a truth too hard to bear

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Nature's Beauty

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Vengeful Flames

Burning bright with fury and hate, Revenge consumes me, it's my fate. I'll make them pay for what they've done, My anger rises like the sun. I'll plot and plan, I'll bide my time, Until the moment is just right. Then I'll strike with all my might, And watch them suffer in my sight. No mercy will I show to those, Who wronged me and caused my woes. Their pain will be my sweetest pleasure, As I exact my vengeful measure. But as the flames of revenge die down, I'll be left with nothing but a frown.

A Little Light to Brighten Your Day

When the clouds of grief gather and the world appears to be dreary, Remember, you are loved, and you will find your path. Take a deep breath and take a look about you. Take in the beauty that surrounds you. The birds in the trees are chirping, and the sun's rays are reaching the ground. Allow the small things to offer you delight. The scent of flowers in the garden, a child's laughing, and the warmth of the sun's beams. Take a minute to be still, and fill your heart with the hope of a better day

ONCE A LOVER, NOW A DEVIL by Richie Kharis

She told him "I hate you," but he took it as a joke Her smile was deceiving and her voice was relieving He only saw an angel with a figure like an eight And never bothered to take note of her repeated joke He told her, " Look, I love you—I'll take a blow for you." But she looked at him smiling as if his words were untrue Yes, I know, but I still hate you because that is what I do Again, he waved, but this time those words came sinking through I see you working, defending me, and fighting for me

Truth remains and rise

Reports and scene can be altered, elements introduced or introverted so that certain theme is portrayed, but the truth shall remain and rise. Truth can be buried underground, and be sealed by cement around so that is shall never be found, but it is proud hence it shall rise. At eminent time it shall blossom, converting cement to soil of loam so that it branches until we goam While putting shame to undertaker.

A TALE OF A RABBIT....

A breakdown of humanity

Incarcerated

The poem is about being afraid to be who i am because of the hatred and Rejection i will face if i don’t live to society's expectations of living.

The Splendor of the Sea | Poem

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Again The Second Coming

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Think of Me

Remember me as a pen in your hand— You hold so I can stand, You guide me so I can walk; Persistent in letters and talk. Think of me as a tree— I grow as I stay with thee, To bear much fruit for you and me, I'll be still and be so merry. Imagine me as a bed— Lie in me if you're tired, A good sleep is all you need In you I'm perfectly suited. Meditate me as a waterfall— Consistently flowing but peaceful, Much relaxing and so cool, A company with you so meaningful.

mushroom cat / GPTJ-6B

A little cat with a tiny head crawled under the rug, But when the woman bent to pick it up, it had vanished. A dog and a cat in a mushroom and it makes a very good cake How do I get to the moon?😺🌒 generate by GPTJ-6B Generate Short Poem along with an Illustration

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