Baskadia

I am an island

In solitude's embrace, I dwell alone, A symphony of thoughts in silence sown. The world around me hums a distant song, Yet I'm an island where I do belong. The stars above, like diamonds in the night, Reflect the tears that glisten, taking flight. A heart that longs for warmth and tender touch, But finds itself adrift, yearning too much. A phantom echo of laughter and cheer, Whispers of voices once held dear, Yet here I stand, a solitary soul, Seeking connection, to once again feel whole. In sha

WEALTH

Wealth brings many more toys, It's beauty masks all its joys, It stains with infinite spoils, But soon reveals its hidden toils. Without abundance it may not be found, The cost of its pleasure is profound, Wealth can define who we are, Contentment rarely is the star. Not just a matter of ownership, But a sensible system of precision, With right use of wealth comes great reward, But what's earned may easily be ignored. Don't let wealth define your life, Make sure it doesn't take its strife, Cheri

A Melodramatic Poem About Cooking

In the bustling kitchen, the chef, a maestro in an apron, orchestrates a symphony of ingredients. The stove becomes a stage where carrots pirouette and onions transform in a culinary ballet. Garlic whispers secrets, spices waltz, and a medley of sizzles creates a sensory storm. The chopping board echoes with a rhythmic beat as knives dance in a culinary feat. The poem culminates in a finale where the chef, wielding a ladle as a wand, unveils a masterpiece; a culinary sonnet where senses prevail.

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Sad poetry

The inescapable overdose of anarchy in W.B Yeats' poem, the Second Coming. By Youssef baddaj

An essay tackling the telling anarchy with which this poem is filled to the brim literally and figuratively.

নাবিক- সামিউল আসাদ

Poem of Seaman

أفضل الحب: دليل لتكون شخصًا أفضل

الحب هو أقوى العواطف التي يمكن أن يشعر بها الإنسان. إنه يملأنا بالفرح والقوة والغاية. الحب له القدرة على أن يجمعنا معًا ويشفينا من الجروح العميقة. إنه شعور لا يستطيع أحد أن يسلبه وشيء نسعى جميعًا إليه في حياتنا. معرفة كيفية الحب وأن تكون شخصًا أفضل هو مهارة يتم تجاهلها في كثير من الأحيان ولكن يمكن أن تحدث فرقاً كبيراً في حياتنا. أفضل حب هو مزيج من الاحترام واللطف والصدق. احترم شريكك، واستظهر اللطف تجاهه، وكن صادقًا مع نفسك ومع من تحب. عندما نحترم شريكنا، نخلق بيئة من الثقة والأمان. نظهر أيضًا أن

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A Smile (A graphic poem)

It is a graphic poem.

Street flaw's poem

How ruthless the street turn us into

A poem that describe my feelings of my dad not being with me by Daniel

Is all about my dad when he left me.and those out there who doesn't have parents

RISE AND CONQUER 💥

In the depths of your soul, greatness lies, Embrace the fire, reach for the skies. With grit and courage, stand up tall, Forge your path, break every wall. Through sweat and tears, you'll find your way, Embrace the challenge, seize the day. A warrior's heart, within you beats, Defying odds, achieving feats.

Poem:feelings...

Poem: "Feelings " By (S. Shabeer) Feelings force me to cry, Makes me to joy, And also the feelings which compells Me to drop into the pool of affliction. My mind's notion is in motion, When realities smacking, Then heart and mind's combat begins, Which sundered me melancholy.

The Cost of War

The sky is filled with smoke and ash, The ground is stained with blood and tears, The cries of the wounded echo in the air, The screams of the dying fill our ears. The cost of war is too great to bear, The price of freedom can be so high, The lives of the brave are taken away, The families of the fallen left to cry. The heroes of our nation are gone, Their sacrifice will never be forgotten, Their courage and strength will live on, Their memory will remain in our hearts forever. The cost of war i

Bring me the Goddess

I called Theia But the one who showed up was Nyx I called Euphrosyne But the one who showed up was Oizys Whom should I call? Here in the times that I'm alone I want to go back But what should I find when I returned?

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

Mornin' Prayer

A time of peace, a time of grace To start the day with God's embrace A time to talk, a time to pray A time to thank Him for the day A time to seek, a time to learn To ask for strength for what we yearn A time to hope, a time to trust To seek His will and do what must A time to love, a time to care To share His love and show we're there A time to give, a time to share To show His grace and show we care A time to rise, a time to start To open up our humble heart A time to seek, a time to find The

Night

Poetry on night

You

A pearl in heaven is you, The prettiest diamond is you, Like the one always shining, The prettiest thing is you

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