Baskadia

Graceful as a Swan

Soaring through the sky With elegance and poise Graceful as a swan Floating on the lake So delicate and light Graceful as a swan Dancing in the wind Soaring with the breeze Graceful as a swan Gently gliding through The beauty of the night Graceful as a swan

A Birthday Wish From Lexicon And The Fantastic Four

A Birthday Wish composed by myself and four of my closest high school friends, namely, Dr Rhyme AKA Superstar, Don Diego De Shotingo, Hygienic and Gill Sam to a certain lady in high school that has made it's way into the Songs of Lexicon.

For My Thoughtful Ocean

An ocean is beautiful

A letter from the heart

A LETTER FROM THE HEART Dear Lover, To think just a few minutes ago, I didn't have the strength to write to you, but thinking about you makes me want to write..... Before we proceed, I want you to know that these are words I have always wanted to tell you..... Come closer, what I am about to say is private... Shhhh You know... I miss you so deeply that, every thought of you feels me with sweet emotions... You know... I love it when you call my name... oh, what I would give to hear you whisper it

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A Gust of Wind

A Gust of Wind is a page from the Words of The Betrayed from the Songs of Lexicon said by a heartbroken Man.

A poem for her

Knock, knock, knock Beauty at morning's door After a night filled with adventures Dreams of christ and his unfailing love Multiple dimensions in a single world Different experiences before dawn War and chaos in a living void Death and loss like there's no law A very tough and strange night indeed And yet the princess sleeps with no worries With visions appearing like movies Five hours felt like an eternity One night feeling like twenty She is the best at it Because she got christ at the wheel Kn

A Friend

It's my happiness

A letter to you

A gentle reminder There will be struggles There will be obstacles But never run Never push people away Take advantage of them And learn

A feeling

So often I smile without a course, and get lost in the moment laughing alone. The felicity I have is so sone, so that I laugh alone without a joke. All this wode because of persist intuition. A feeling without dimensions and edges yet in description can exhaust all pages, and on the surfaces its my ignition for instinct. A feeling that is very exciting, yet a rumor says it can be easily be extinct. A barrier of active and passive is fine margin. A feeling of perceptions and impressions. A feelin

My Mom

The poem pays tribute to your mom, acknowledging her love, care, and strength. It highlights her unwavering support, selflessness, and wisdom, emphasizing her impact on your journey. The poem expresses gratitude for her nurturing presence and comfort, celebrating the unbreakable bond between you and your mom. It acknowledges her as your eternal home, symbolizing love transcending time and distance.

A Lesson in Respect: A Poem for a Disrespectful Child

Respect is a lesson that I must teach It's a lesson that I hope you'll reach It's not something that you can buy or sell It's a lesson that you must learn yourself It's not something that can be taken away It's something that you must learn to stay It's not something that you can ignore It's something that you must learn to explore Respect is a lesson that you must learn It's a lesson that will help you discern It's a lesson that will help you grow It's a lesson that will help you know It's a le

Miss you A poem that describes my feelings of my Mom not being with me

Miss you A poem that describes my feelings of my Mom not being with me

A poem

Beneath the sky, where dreams take flight, Stars twinkle in the velvet night, Whispers of the breeze in the trees, Nature's song, a gentle ease. In moments small or grand and bright, Life's a journey, a thrilling rite, With hope and love, we find our way, In this brief dance, we seize the day.

IN YOUR HEART. A FAMILY POEM

He was so proud of his little girl. It was her very first day of school. He walked with her to school that day, And she held his hand all the way. They walked together quiet and sad, A little girl and her loving dad. Into the school her father led, But he almost cried when she said, "Daddy, Daddy, please don't go. Don't leave me here all alone. I'll miss you if you go away, And I might need you; can't you stay?" "Little Daughter, please don't cry. You'll be okay, so dry your eyes. You have our memories in your heart. We're together though we're apart." He sat up front on her wedding day And cried as his daughter walked away. Later that night he watched her dance. He sat there waiting for his chance. The band started to play their song. Father and daughter danced along. She looked at him and saw a tear Then leaned and whispered in his ear, "Daddy, Daddy, I have to go. I hate to leave you all alone. I'll miss you when I go away, But if you need me then I'll stay." We're together..."

A poem about pineapple on pizza

Pineapple on pizza, a sweet and tangy delight, A topping that brings together day and night. Its juicy flavor, a tropical escape, Complements the savory, it's a tasty trade. Some may say it's an abomination, But to those who love it, it's a celebration. The cheese, the sauce, the crust, oh so divine, With pineapple on top, it's a taste that's all-time. It may not be for everyone, that's plain to see, But to those who dare to try it, it's a symphony. A mix of sweet and salty, a harmony in play, A

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A poem about winter

Here's a humorous poem about a grumpy old man who doesn't want to participate in winter activities: Oh Rajab Zamstran, oh grumpy old man, Why do you resist the winter plan? The snow is fallin g, the fire is lit, But you refuse to join in the fun and grit. You scowl and grumble, you shake your head, "I won't play in the snow," you say instead. You cross your arms, you furrow your brow, Like a grouchy cat, you won't let go. But why, dear Rajab, must you be so sour? Winter's joy is worth much more.

A poem on Addiction

Addiction

A glimpse of nostalgia

Once in a rainy field The wet grass and the scent it yield Over the horizon of clouds and grey The mountains show yet too shy to play The buzzing streets and the sound it makes And the trucks so fast they can't press the breaks Standing there near an empty chair I saw her running with rain drops on her hair She aranged her looks and lovely dress And I catched a glimpse of beauty on her mess As she looked at me with gentle eyes I stared away yet her beauty never lies As the bus honked, stopped an