Baskadia

RESPECT

Don't command respect but persuade respect. Don't disregard it but appreciate it. Don't take it for granted but rather take it as a privilege and value it . Cos they respect you doesn't mean they should be oppressed. Cos they respect you doesn't mean they should be taken as a fool. Cos they respect you doesn't mean they should be used as a slave. Cos they respect you doesn't mean they should be treated as trash. Respect they say is reciprocal ,believe and accept the fact. Don't always exact aggr

TRULY I LOVE YOU

.........How do I....... How do I tell you That your touch melt my heart like dews And your words Pierce my heart like a sword. How do I tell you That ever time I stare at you I wish I could hold your hands And lie lie by your side. How do I tell you That every word I say to you I utter with fear And a drop of tear. How do I tell you in your arms I wish to sink And from your lips I wish to drink Our heads I will link And your lovely eyes I wish to stare without a blink. How do I tell you How muc

What Is Success?

Success (the opposite of failure) is the status of having achieved and accomplished an aim or objective. Being successful means the achievement of desired visions and planned goals. Success in life means attaining your vision of a good life. It means achieving specific goals that result in the future you have planned for yourself. Success in life is defined by the individual. Your vision of success looks different than someone else's.

New month

In the realm of time, a cycle begins anew, As the old month departs, the new month breaks through. With each rise of the sun, a fresh chapter unfolds, An unwritten canvas, waiting to be told. September arrives with a gentle embrace, A month of transition, a change in its pace. Leaves whisper secrets in the autumnal breeze, Colours of amber and gold adorn the trees. The days grow shorter, the nights a bit colder, As nature prepares for its grand transformation older. In this tapestry of time, a c

Nature' Poem

Amidst the whispers of the trees so tall, Nature's symphony plays, a gentle call. Rivers dance with shimmering glee, Underneath the sky's vast tapestry. Mountains rise like ancient kings, Guardians of secrets that nature brings. Fields of flowers, a vibrant hue, Painted by a hand that's pure and true. The sun dips low, a golden fire, Painting the horizon with colors to inspire. Stars emerge, a sparkling sight, Guiding the wanderer through the night. In forests deep, secrets softly reside, Where

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?

Poetry

About love

Cynicism

Poem: Cynicism I always look forward to a health relationship Yet, all of my efforts to to make it work become a mishap I have always wanted to have a good companion Yet, I have been entrapped by those interested in my onion Moving up and about have I searched for true love Yet, I have engaged those ripping off the good I am of I have been assured not to give up in my search for the right one Yet, I have been cheated on I believe my relationship will work well Yet, what it has brought me is hell

Poetry of Life

In the shadows, my heart cries, A melody of sadness, a silent river. Memories dance, in the seeping darkness, A symphony of longing, searching love. In the stillness of the night, Where the shadows creep softly, The echo of lost love, Haunts me as I cry. Memories are like thorns, Penetrating the soft skin, The heart that was once whole, Now broken inside. But in the midst of this pain, a glimmer of hope still shines, Because from the depths of the heart, Strength emerges in a silent scream.

Poetry

Poetry (derived from the Greek poiesis, "making"), also called verse,[note 1] is a form of literature that uses aesthetic and often rhythmic[1][2][3] qualities of language − such as phonaesthetics, sound symbolism, and metre − to evoke meanings in addition to, or in place of, a prosaic ostensible meaning. A poem is a literary composition, written by a poet, using this principle. The Parnassus (1511) by Raphael: famous poets recite alongside the nine Muses atop Mount Parnassus. Poetry has a long

Joyous Sunday

The bells of Sunday ring With a joy that's all their own, And the birds in the trees above Seem to join in the song. The sun is shining bright, And the air is fresh and sweet, And the sky is a cloudless blue, And the world is at its feet. The children are out to play, And the flowers are in bloom, And the world is a happy place On this joyous Sunday morning. The cares of the week are gone, And the heart is light and free, And the soul is filled with peace On this joyous Sunday.

Mother's Longing

I dedicated this poem for my son, now in heaven. I want to express my feelings trough this poem.

Failure

Failure, oh failure, you haunting friend, A bitter pill to swallow, a bitter end. You lurk in shadows, ready to pounce, And when you strike, it hurts like a thousand ounce. You bring with you sadness, you bring with you pain, You make us doubt ourselves, you make us feel insane. But maybe, just maybe, you're not so bad, Perhaps you're just a lesson we should have had. For in your wake, we often find, A newfound strength, a clearer mind. We pick ourselves up, and start anew, With a better plan, a

A Heart Touching Love Story About Crying Softly. - the call

A boy and a girl were the best of friends. They could talk and talk for what seemed like hours, spending all their time on the phone. And when they were speaking to each other it was like there was nothing wrong in the world, they could never be unhappy or sad in those moments. One day, the girl texted the boy and he didn’t reply which was most unusual. She tried again but to no avail. Finally, she called him but there was no answer. An entire day passed and the boy was not available through pho

The poor grape seller boy(poem)

In the scorching heat, a boy stands tall, Selling grapes, his dreams he recalls. A humble soul, with calloused hands, He weaves his way through life's vast lands. Each grape he holds, a story untold, Of resilience and hope, so bold. With every cluster, he shares a taste, Of perseverance and strength embraced. Beneath the sun, his spirit shines bright, A symbol of courage in the harshest plight. Through dust and toil, he perseveres, A silent poet amid life's tears. In his presence, a lesson we fi

Shadow

Poetry

Castle on the Cloud

034 Agony is the description of my life, a word that's my everyday's companion. My sleeves are always wet, not because of the water nor rain, but of my overflowing tears. But I seldom dreamed of a castle on the clouds. There, I have someone to hug me when I'm afraid. There are foods to eat when my stomach's grumbling. There are blankets to warm me during the night. At the castle on the clouds, I was not hurt. I don't have bruises nor wounds. I don't have dirt nor molds. I don't have an empty sto

Understanding Biblical Genres: From Poetry to Prophecy, Unraveling the Diversity of Scripture

The Bible is a diverse collection of books, each with its own unique style and purpose. From the poetic wisdom of Proverbs to the powerful prophetic messages of Jeremiah, understanding the different genres found in the Bible is crucial in order to fully grasp its message. One of the most well-known genres in the Bible is poetry. The book of Psalms is a prime example, with its poetic language and musical structure. These poems express a range of emotions, from praise and thanksgiving to lament an

love sindhi poetry Ayoob Khoso

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2 line Poetry

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