Baskadia

HEALING WORDS

People are going through a lot. Let our words heal their hearts and not hurt them more.

What I wish for you

I wish to rain on you a shower of Sakura petals to keep your fire ablaze When it feels like You are in the middle of the ocean and your boat is slowly sinking down I wish to lead you to a field of sunflowers to fill you up with rainbows and sunshine When the clouds are black and you are lost and staggering in a heavy storm and I wish to give you A bonquent of white roses Whenever you let out a smile and you feel like a stray butterfly ~Zanur

"Hopeless Romantic", 09.11.2022

A little bit about me. My experiences. And my demons😉 P.S.: little me in the photo.

Alone

I cried for help Hoping someone would hear me But to no avail I received no response I closed my eyes Trying to wake up from this tormenting nightmare Hoping to see the light When my eyes are opened For the first time in forever I have never felt so helpless and alone I couldn't bear the silence anymore So I started shouting I ran out of breath Thinking maybe I was about to die At that point I couldn't think of anything more Than to end my life

For One Last Time

Its a poem on time. The things that once you felt good remains no good and later it just gives you sadness and wet eyes.

Pain with pleasure

There are no clouds, there is no storm Will it rain? Inside of my heart, ratial riots? Oh my heart! Why are you beating for the love with the person who I don't know before? Which the broken relationship of the distant born, Will follow me beyond the birth? Birth is not true, I found it now because of you. What is your root? And, I fell in love with you, But I still don't know what is your name is! Only your thoughts are buried in my neurones, What can I do?

If You Think

Thinking is thought or reasoning. An example of thinking is when someone takes the time to work out a problem in their head.

A Confession From The Other Man

A poem by The Other Man telling his love about himself and the things he had noticed in her behavior.

The society

A society created for order. All wars have been settled and there is peace. Only clear skies ahead for this community. But that is not how it goes. In the so called order, there is chaos. In the proclaimed peace there is conflict. Within this society there is division, And all are not united. A society should be either white or black, But there is a plethora of grey. Good and evil, mix together till they are indistinguishable. The society can never be perfect, It can never be truly clean.

Homelands

A simmering anxiety underpins Homelands , the quietly arresting debut collection by Eric Ngalle Charles, a Nigerian poet who now resides in Wales. One poem that captures this sense of uneasy displacement is “Zugunruhe,” which takes its title from the German word for “migration restlessness.” The poem opens with the image of a bird, whose “black feathers glitter” as “[s]he smiles despite wounds / on her left ankle.” For Charles, the migratory bird is a metaphor of sorts for all migrants, and its

A FRIEND INDEED

Tells you he will forever stay true to you, But in reality, stays until through with you. Takes from your thirsty soul that cup of water, Pours it into his over flowing well. Takes your last coin, Makes up for the ninety nine he has. Takes your secret, Keeps it with the wind. Takes the thirty pieces of silver, Gives you in with a kiss. Takes it all from you, Leaving you so in need.

TRUE HAPPINESS

I searched for you, And you seemed to hard to find. Some say that you are in their riches, Others say you are in the pot bellied man who spends nights drowning in bottles. I searched high and low, Near and far, Still wondering where to find you. Another said that you are in fame and power, The other said that you are in beauty and glamour. But little did I know that you have been, And you are all around me. In the dawning of a new day, In the smiles of a little child, In the gentle touch of the

Don’t judge a book by it’s cover

No summary only poetry we live for rhyme with no extra time.

A Twisted Relationship

A twisted relationship Void of trust A one sided relationship Losing its taste Such is my relationship The Other Man's fate A man who keeps his word With a woman who does not keep her word A man who follows his time With a woman who does not follow her time These are my worries The Other Man's woes A one sided affair Well, I'll say it's not fair A one sided contract A null and void contract Such are my sorrows The Other Man cries Songs From The Other Man Songs of Lexicon LEXICON'S LEXICONS

The Untold Truth

The Untold Truth is part of a section of The Songs Of Lexicon titled religion that criticizes religion itself as a whole.

SHUTTERED

A wayfarer I have become on this desert, with pebbles in my shoe. With empty pouches, anxiousness makes my mouth dry and all I hear is the complaint of my belly. My HEART and MIND at war and I wonder, what will become of me if their mockery becomes ugly with time. And my wobbling limbs on the other hand will be out in no time, and for a second my death wishes were flashing before me. A seal is all I need, for I believed the wind will carry my wishes to my loved ones. To be dressed, viewed by all

FAR AWAY FROM HOME

Is just the ideas of how home is important and memories we shared in it. written by me.

A Loving Sensation

A page from Songs From The Other Man explaining his inner feelings when he received a heartfelt message from his love.

THE BLEEDING HEART

Let us stop the killings happening on a daily basis

LOVE OR FEAR

Poetry