Baskadia

Alice and the hatters curse

Mad

ABYSS

a poem about a girl who has been through the pains of love but cannot share

Dream deferred

What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up,like a raisin in the sun? Or foster like a sore,and then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over,like a syrup sweet? Maybe it just says,like a heavy load Or does it explode? What happens to justice deferred? What happens to love deferred?

Petrichor: His Gaze so Gloomy and Blue

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Unknown

023 These unknown feelings are creeping inside my heart. Confused whether it is love or merely attraction. You are a big figure, shinning under the spotlight, while I am an ordinary human, thriving under pressure. During midnight, thoughts about you are swirling inside my mind. Do I like you as you, or do I like your fame? Am I just drown in your life's glory, or I really want you? It's confusing, like a whirlpool in the middle of the ocean. You are someone way beyond my reach, even though we me

A Friend

It's my happiness

Do I Care? Yes I Do!

One may ask what are friends for? Send this to a friend.

Beauty In Nature's Realm

In nature's realm, where wonders unfold, Beauty emerges, a story untold. Graceful petals, colors ablaze, A symphony of hues in sun's gentle rays. Mountains that rise, majestically tall, Their rugged allure, captivating all. Rippling waters, serene and clear, Reflecting the sky, a mirror so near. But beauty transcends what eyes perceive, A truth profound, in hearts it weaves. In kindness given, a warm embrace, In laughter shared, a radiant grace. The twinkle in eyes that hold a dream, The courage

The Red Wheelbarrow

BY WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS so much depends upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens

An Advice About Life

A page from a section of The Songs of Lexicon entitled, A Father's Words, which is about a father advising his son.

HAVEN

Until the clouds cry out all of it's tears, Until the sun is out of its energy and can't give out light, until the moon and stars expire and become extinct. My love for you and our love will never die. As long as you can hear or see me, nothing else matters and it is more than enough reason for me to love you unconditionally. I'm human and can err, yet I would love to believe that with you in my mind and heart error is not part of my language. Even when you're far away from me your love makes me

Sofia Coppola: Crafting Cinematic Poetry Through Visual Storytelling

Sofia Coppola is a filmmaker whose work transcends traditional storytelling. Her films are often described as visual poetry, characterized by their dreamlike quality, emotional depth, and meticulous attention to detail. From Lost in Translation to The Beguiled , Coppola’s unique style has made her one of the most distinctive voices in modern cinema. Coppola’s films are known for their ability to evoke a sense of longing and introspection. In Lost in Translation , she masterfully captures the fee

Nigeria my pride

Nigeria is renowned for its diversity, with a mix of cultures, religions, and traditions that make up its people. Despite facing various challenges, such as poverty and corruption, Nigerians are known for their strength and resilience. They have a vibrant energy and an unbreakable spirit, which allows them to overcome obstacles and strive for a better future. This combination of diversity, and strength makes Nigeria a unique and dynamic country with great potential for growth and success.

The last wolf

Beneath the fading moon's soft glow, The last wolf treads where shadows flow. A sentinel of ages old, In tales of wilderness, its story told. Majestic spirit, fierce and wild, Guardian of the night, undefiled. Legends woven through the trees, Whisper of strength in every breeze. Lone survivor of a primal land, Pawprints etched in the shifting sand. Eyes that hold the secrets deep, In twilight's realm, its vigil to keep. Oh, last wolf, your howl shall fade, But in our hearts, your memory's laid.

Silent longing part 2

a love peom of a girl who cannot express her feeling to the guy she loves

The Poet's Realm

An amazing poem from an anonymous poet. Do you like the poem bellow?

Monday blessing

A Monday morning blessing to you, To start the week with a heart of joy. Let peace and love fill your soul, And grant you the strength to find your goal. May you always find comfort in the small things, And the courage to take risks and spread your wings. As you rise today, may your spirit be renewed, So you can take on whatever comes your way with ease. Here's a Monday morning blessing to you, To bring you hope and courage too.

A Fool's Tale.

Everyone's got a Fool's Tale, it just depends on when it's told.

Top three words of love from B.J Habibie .

If you are experiencing romance problems read these words so that your relationship can be repaired again because separation is not the end.

I Am With You

In the shadows dark or sunlight's gleam, I am with you, a guiding beam. Through trials faced, you're not alone, I am with you, steadfastly sown. When winds of change start to blow, I am with you, a calming flow. Through stormy seas and skies of blue, I am with you, forever true. In laughter shared and tears that fall, I am with you, through it all. In moments of joy and sorrow's strife, I am with you, your constant life.