Baskadia

BEAUTY OF NATURE (A POEM)

Look at nature’s beauty like you’ll view a dainty. See the glistening night’s stars as sweet sparks on the eyes. What a bliss in my heart watching a penguin sit! Like a fishing bobber, stands a seal with blubber. It’s fun seeing fountains flowing down the mountains, And casting their fluid bodies into the deep valleys. Great God of creation, your love floods my nation, Reflecting Your power, and radiating Your wonder. Greater glory would be, for all the saints to see. Faces would ever glow, thou

The Child's Cry: A Poem on the Tragedy of War"

This is a sad poem on war inspired by the Ukraine and Russian war.

A POEM ON "THE VICTIMIZATION OF THE BODY".

This poem addresses such a deconstructionist approach on how a person is always undergone to a kind of symbolic subjectivity, and thus, being reified under the hellish centrality of capitalism.

Life

Aiming to reach the peak. Fighting all obstacles and overcoming them. Thinking we are there but it keeps getting tall. Our imagination was just to reach what we thought  it was the peak. But not knowing the peak goes on and never end. Unless we are called to rest . Life is a long journey which never ends until we are called to rest

A Will to Survive

Though life can be hard, and times can be tough, We must never give up, and never give in. For we have a will to survive, That will help us to make it through. Though the darkness may seem to never end, And the pain may feel like it will never mend, We must keep our heads held high, And never forget the will to survive. Though the road may be long, and the journey may be tough, We must never forget the strength of our will. For it will help us to make it through, No matter what life throws our w

Happy birthday poem to a friend

Happy birthday to such a wonderful soul, Plentiful with love, you made it to become one more year old, Still slaying like ever before, Serving prettiness and sexiness, Hope you enjoy your day to the fullest, And this chapter will be plentiful with happiness, Happy birthday to you my friend.

A poem

Am missing my lover

DON'T GIVE UP. A POEM TO ENCOURAGE YOU ❤️

In shadows deep, where troubles lay, A resilient heart will find its way. Through darkest nights and stormy rhyme, Embrace the strength that grows with time. When hope seems distant, a flicker faint, Remember, strength is your true paint. Each trial faced, a step you climb, In every fall, you'll learn to climb. Let courage be your guiding light, Ignite the spirit, bold and bright. For storms may rage, but soon they'll cease, And in their wake, you'll find your peace. With every struggle, a seed

A POEM ABOUT BATTERY OF LIFE FOR YOUNG, ADULT & OLD

In youth's vibrant frame, a battery charged Full of time's promise, energy enlarged Yet scarce the coin a humble currency Yet rich in dreams, a boundless sea An adult strides with pockets full Energy brimming, ambitions to cull Yet time, a fleeting currency Dwindles fast, a measured decree. The old man sits, a wealth of years Time and money, joys and tears Energy wanes, a gentle ebb But riches amassed, a life to web Differences stark, yet similarities bind, A trio of batteries, intertwined Youth

My Best Friend, A Poem of Love and Gratitude

My best friend, my confidante, My heart's companion, my soul's mate. You've been there through thick and thin, Lifting me up when I'm feeling low. Your love and support never waver, Your friendship is a blessing I'll always treasure. Your kind words and gentle touch, Fill my heart with warmth and love. Your loyalty and trust are unending, Your friendship is a gift that keeps on giving. You are my rock, my safe haven, Your friendship is a blessing from heaven. My best friend, my confidante, My he

Poem stopping by wood on a snowy evening.

The poem stopping by wood on a snowy evening has been written by Robert frost.It tells the story of a man who is travelling to his hometown.

Ode to Life: A Tapestry Woven with Laughter and Tears

Life, a tapestry so vast and grand, Woven with threads of every strand. Births and deaths, a constant hum, Love and loss, forever come. Laughter rings, like windblown chimes, Echoing through childhood's climes. Sun-kissed days and starry nights, Chasing dreams in joyful flights. Passion burns, a fiery pyre, Setting hearts and souls afire. Love's embrace, a tender hold, Stories whispered, never told. Loss descends, a whispered sigh, Tears that fall from tear-filled eye. But even grief, a teacher

"The All-Seeing Deity: A Divine Ode"

In the realm unseen, a vigilant eye, A deity above, watching you and I. With tender care, our steps observed, Guiding us, when life's paths unnerved. A presence divine, encompassing all, Heeding our whispers, both big and small. Through darkest nights and brightest days, His guiding light forever ablaze. A merciful gaze, upon hearts burdened, Love's embrace, in moments uncertain. With grace bestowed, our worries allayed, In His embrace, solace is conveyed. Oh, divine observer, majestic and wise,

A Poem about "NATURE"

In nature's realm, where wonders dwell, Beneath the sky's expansive spell, Where rivers flow and mountains rise, And forests sing with whispered sighs. The morning dew on petals bright, Reflects the sun's awakening light, A symphony of colors, pure and true, Painted by a hand unseen, yet knew. In meadows green, where wildflowers dance, And butterflies in fleeting romance, Each breeze that whispers through the trees, Carries secrets of the ancient seas. The stars above, a timeless guide, Through

A poem for the love of nature

Whispers of leaves, rustling in the breeze Sunbeams dance, through branches' gentle ease A brook's soft song, meandering to the sea Nature's symphony, wild and carefree In forest depths, secrets are revealed Ancient wisdom, in stones and trees concealed The wind's whispers, tales of days gone by Echoes of wonder, in the natural sky Let us wander, where wildflowers bloom And in nature's embrace, find our heart's room.

Happiness is a Choice

Happiness is a choice, A decision we make each day, To embrace the joy within us, And let our worries fade away. It's not found in wealth or power, Or the things that we possess, But in the moments that we treasure, And the people that we bless. It's the laughter of children playing, The warmth of the sun on our skin, It's the love that we give and receive, And the peace that we find within. Happiness is a journey, Not a destination to reach, It's a state of mind and heart, That we can always ch

1. "The Road Not Taken" by Robert Frost: The poem presents a speaker who comes across a fork in the

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way lea

A Half Remembered Dream

In my dreams, a fading voice calls upon me from a loud echo, From a sunless sky, out of the bleak night, a shivering hand reaches out to hold; From the ground beneath, shreds of fog rises to seal me within As my feet stomps on charred bones I stretch my arms forward and give command; rise, o charred bones rise, o fallen; soldiers, princes and peasants alike. Rise! An army forms around me, not of flesh and blood An army forms around me, of bones and rotten armour Battle awaits, we March! Who can

A poem for my lonely grandmother

Grandmother's solitude a heavy weight,longing for love before it's too late.

A tautogram

a poem where every word starts with the same letter.