Baskadia

THE NEW REVOLUTION, I DREAD

My thoughts are clouded as I lie on this bed. Through the window, the world looks so red And so is my soul beginning to dread, About things that could crush dreams And turn them into worthless streams. Here, I’m stuck in oblivion, lost in another world, Reminiscing the demise of a scholar not too old And I stand in bewilderment as his wit fails. Thus, leaving him with regrets and a heart that wails. Sadly, all these blows are rooted in a new revolution, Where most young and old alike, relin

I love 💕💕💕 my culture

I love my culture

"I" a poetry by Khwaab.

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Pakistan

Art i do

Pieces of my art

I'm Human

A poem

Joy Of Junmuah

Wake up before sunrise, stand for prayer, make Iblis seize, for the sake of Allah's please. Take a bath, wash your hair. Aren't you waiting, to stand for Jummuah prayer ? Never forget to clean and cut your nails, do you know praying in mosque is obligatory for males. Always remember to put halal scents , make sure to wear beautiful and new garments. Worshippers share love and peace , forgetting greed, to enjoy the joy of weekly Eid.

LOVE ME FOREVER, I WILL BE WITH YOU WHENEVER

The scribbles of your name on my fleshless skull Found their way to my untamed soul There presence landed on my un beating heart You were a spirit worth the wait Funny how lack of flesh comes with no cold embraces your sockets give me the warmest stares Smiles with no lips yet am the happiest there can ever be We are not meant for their world For we hold our own Its beauty in our darkness In each others fleshless arms We dare to breath Our bones are one Our breathe is unlimited Because till dea

L. I. F. E

Have you ever wondered why there is always the good and bad? Or why we have to crave or shape ourselves to "that" person

I love india

How I fell.... An article by Temidayo Olabanji

I lusted, I wanted everything about him, I got obsessed then all he could do was pluck my eyes, gentle guys are not always the sweetest. Read my story in a whole to get all the full gust

I ball

I'm an Art

Humans are the best source of art. I consider myself an art of nature in the form of a woman who is a colourful image of life in the universe.

The person that I have been

A person like me does not deserve to live in this cruel and unselfish world

Photo I took for the sunset

I cry because of you

Pain is the hardest thing to feel

I AM DIFFERENT

This is a piece that encourages self love.

I love you yet I feel more

I love you  yet I feel more. Ever since I laid my eyes on you something change inside my heart. I lost my reasoning, and be impulsive. When you appear I stagnate but  thinking of you I blast in bliss  . When you look at me I fall into a trap, of looking the most enchanting being, hence I shy and look away often. My strength just dissolve in your smile. I become sweet, soft and fluffy. There is something that I feel inside, but it become lost in translation. All I can say is I love you yet I feel

I like travel

Traveling is a good habbit. It's help to learn my new things in every second of your life

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