Baskadia

Man in black

A girl with an ambrella at night and its raining

Raining at night

Night view

Night view of Mumbai college.

glittering night flowers

This night may not be visible for tommorow

Live life with smile's.

Living a smiling life makes you live long and think better, it creates a better memories of your past, present and future.

Moon night raise

The moon was a warm smooth sparkle overhead, as though seeing it could turn into a melody according to anybody able to raise their head up.

In the tall grass

Warning: This is a dark poem, some people might be triggered, others comforted, read at your own risk

The Woman Who Came In From the Night

The second of Picasso's two full-length plays from the 1940s, Les Quatre Petites Filles, has been translated by Jerome Rothenberg from work he started a few years ago. The passage that Rothenberg uploaded on Poems and Poetics is witty and lovely, evoking Mac Wellman's play Jennie Richee and Ashbery's Girls on the Run. We'd love to read the complete play, but perhaps the Henry Darger connection is too obvious. Note from the translator: Although there may not be as much flash as in the more well-k

Astronomy.

If you have a passion for star gazing, telescopes, the Hubble and the universe and this thing we call “astronomy”, you are far from alone. Of course, we know that astronomy is a highly respected science that has produced some of the most amazing accomplishments of the twentieth century. On top of that, it is a thriving area of fascination and one of the most exciting hobby areas going with thousands of astronomy clubs and tens of thousands of amateur astronomers watching the stars every night ju

Night view.

Life has both darkness and light. Try to find a way to see the light .

Silent Night

A solace poem

Night

Poetry on night

The stormy night

It was a dark and stormy night, and the wind howled through the trees outside. Sarah was home alone, and she couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. She tried to distract herself with a book, but every creak and groan of the old house made her jump. Suddenly, she heard a sound coming from the basement. It sounded like footsteps, slow and deliberate. She tried to tell herself it was just the wind, but the sound continued, getting closer and closer. Sarah's heart was pounding in her che

if it's beautiful

A poem that describes the events of social turmoil but is covered by the darkness of the night.

Night

Night full moon in the sky

A 10 minutes artwork on a black paper

It was first time i tried to draw on a black paper

Moon night

A LIGHT

Dawn sky

Beginning of the long night