Baskadia

Christian Poetry: Escape the Temptation of Influence

Speak thus to the Forgetful Shepherds Give ear so that you might remember Make way for hearing So that you might not be forgotten! When you were weak and small in your own eyes, I knelt by your side and carried you up, I embraced you with many gifts and kisses I washed and cleansed you from the filth of the dunghill! You started wearing my own clothes, even the royal robes! I took your shame and gave you Glory Even the fame of my Name I gave you the Influence of my Word And you became influentia

IAM YET TO DIE

TITLE: I AM YET TO DIE POET: ABDULLATIF KHALID. I rise, alive, with a sigh, Whispers of wind, wistful and high. In every breath, a gentle cry, "I'm yet to die, I'm yet to die." Echos of eternity, entwined, In vibrant veins, life's rhythm defined. A symphony of moments, unconfined, "I'm yet to die, I'm yet to die." Silent symposium, shadows sway, Moonlit melodies, in darkness play. A lullaby, sung by stars, they say, "I'm yet to die, I'm yet to die." Whispering waves, upon the shore, The ocean's

The Tale of Twist (Poetry)

The beauty of art is in the confusion it brings lol

December Ko Rukhsat Karen

--آؤ کہ دسمبر کو رخصت کریں۔۔ کچھ خوشیوں کو سنبھال کر کچھ آنسوؤں کو ٹال کر، جو لمحے گزرے چاہتوں میں جـو پل بیتے رفاقتـوں میں کبھی وقت کے ساتھ چلتے چلتے جو تھک کے رکے رستوں میں کبھی خوشیوں کی امید مِلی کبھی بچھڑے ہوؤں کی دید مِلی کبھی بے پناہ مسکرا دیے

Shayri hindi Shayri

Shayari life shayari two line Hindishayari

Sane

Poetry

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Daughter love

“Smile a little more, regret a little less.

English Poem

Short poem About Rain

Sindhi Poetry

Sindhi Poetry

poetry

my heart is broken because a girl play with my heart and threw it .i love her very much but she love some one else

Poetry for love

Love deep

What If?

Every day our lives become a little bit shorter; And with each passing day it gets shorter and shorter; I know, You know, and we are aware of that; We can't predict what we are destined for. What if, we are destined for death? What if, we will die today, tommorow or after a month? What if, one day we can't wake up? And found ourselves that slowly disappear like a smoke that fades away. Are you aware of that? I know you are; So live your life to the fullest; Live your life with happiness and die

Action

What is love?

Zubair Tarar Pakistani Poet

Zubair Tarar is a Pakistani poet and writer live-in Vehari

Help

This poem was written as an expression of how I feel, I'm glad that I could use poetry to express how I feel since this is only my second time doing so.

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

Poetry

The cost of living May cost the living Life of the living What preys on one Is a prey to another On the hunt for food The hunter gets hunted And the cycle continues A cycle that hunts us all Life is a jungle The weak is subdued Even the strong is subdued by a stronger force

"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