Baskadia

Poem

Farewell

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

Dreams of imagination

Dreams of Imagination. In the depths of night, when the world is still, and the stars above, shine with a tranquil thrill. In this peaceful moment, my mind begins to roam, through memories and dreams, that I have yet to know. A world of wonder, awaits beyond the door, of my imagination, where anything is possible and more. From soaring through the clouds, to diving in the sea, my mind takes me on journeys, that set my spirit free. And in these moments, I am filled with pure delight, as I explore

Chndrayaan3(देखो चंद्रयान आया)

This poem is based on Indian space research achievment.Chandryaan 3 This is the more important historical movement for every Indian . ISRO Indian organisation,

Life

Life, oh life, a precious gift From the moment we are born, we lift Our heads to take in new sights And learn from all the wrongs and rights A journey filled with twists and turns And moments that our soul burns Some days are bright and beautiful While others, dark and sorrowful But through it all, we must endure And learn to cherish, love, and be pure For life is fleeting, and time goes fast And we must make each moment last So let us live our lives with purpose And strive for what is truly wor

Father, my first idol

It is Poem about father. You make father as idol.

Poem

Interesting poem

Eclipse of Dreams poem

Eclipse of DreamsIn twilight's hush where shadows play, A silver veil gives birth to day, While whispers of the night retreat, Soft echoes of the stars’ heartbeat.The moon, a sentinel so bright, Beckons dreams from depths of night, A dance of light on velvet sky, Where dreams and hope in silence lie.In this serene, ephemeral space, The world finds its tender grace, As dawn’s first blush begins to sweep, A promise in the daylight deep.Yet as the sun ascends its throne, The darkness turns to whisp

Unknown

In the vast expanse where shadows roam, Lies a realm uncharted, the unknown. Mysteries wrapped in obsidian shroud, Whispering secrets, stories unbowed. A canvas untouched, a blank page to fill, With dreams that dance, a future still. Horizons uncharted, beyond what we see, Beckon us forward, to where we might be. In the embrace of the enigmatic night, Stars weave tales of unspoken light. For in the gaps where knowledge ends, The realm of possibility expands. With every step into the abyss, We em

if it's beautiful

A poem that describes the events of social turmoil but is covered by the darkness of the night.

Sweet home

No place like home

Grievance

A heavy weight upon my chest, It's like a stone, it won't be pressed. I try to breathe, but it's too much, I'm drowning in this ocean of such. I want to scream, but no sound comes out, I'm trapped inside this silent shout. I want to cry, but no tears will fall, I'm dry and empty, like a desert wall. I want to run, but my legs won't move, I'm stuck here, like a statue in the groove. I want to die, but I'm too afraid, Of what comes next, I'm so afraid. So I sit here, in this dark and cold, With my

"Whispers of the Unseen Tapestry"

In realms unseen, where dreams take flight, A tapestry woven with celestial light, Whispers of stars and secrets untold, A symphony of wonders, yet to unfold. Beneath the moon's ethereal glow, Where time stands still, and galaxies flow, Unveiling mysteries, both strange and rare, An enigmatic dance in cosmic air. Ethereal beings, with wings unfurled, Guardians of realms, ancient and surreal, They navigate through dimensions unseen, Where imagination reigns, vibrant and keen. In this realm of bou

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

Poem

The poem "the driver on the highway",is symbolic. It protests human being and the social world. As humans,the resolutions we make, impact our social setting. Hence, we should be mindful in decision making. Subsequently,we are the driver in our lives. The directions we control life to take result in our success or failure. Like the car, impact on the highway so our lives have effect on the society.

The Moo-ving Joke-ster Cow

A funny poem from an anonymous poet. This humorous poem for you. Hope you like it.

Poem "My Darling"

My darling, oh how sweet You make my heart skip a beat With your gentle touch and kind words You bring joy to my world Your beauty shines like the stars above I am blessed to have your love You are my rock, my guiding light Together, everything feels just right I'll cherish every moment we share And show you how much I care My darling, you are my everything Forever and always, my heart will sing So here's a poem, just for you To show how much I love you true You are my one and only, my darling F

A poem for my lonely grandmother

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

My poem on stars

Beauty of STARS

Poem

FlameLove's Gentle In whispers of the heart, it starts, A gentle flame that never departs. It flickers bright, a guiding light, That leads us through life's plodding night. With every beat, it grows anew, A rhythm that our souls hold true. It's the warmth of a tender touch, The comfort of a loving clutch. In love's embrace, we find our peace, A sense of home, our worries release. It's the laughter, the tears, the sighs, The memories that never die. So let love's flame forever burn, A beacon in l