Baskadia

TWENTY FIRST CENTURY

Sewn into these walls Are lullaby from a century ago Can you hear them? History is about to repeat itself Like it always has Sentiments and sentinel Sent on sabbaticals. No one gives a damn If the roof collapses As long as the house stands. We are all sentenced to death Hanging on gallows that we Happily built Happy that they broke Before we met our maker Here's to another chance at life Dancing, drunk on stupidity Piss for rum, tears for beer Cheers, we have earned it. Its a cozy world, cased i

Stay

I hope you stay with me, until the very end. be true to me and don’t make pretend. like the bamboo who stand and bend— we will never break, we will never meet an end.

Matters Of The Heart ❤️

This talks about feelings, actions, that affects decisions made by our heart, its also a poem to help motivate. Thanks.

The spots in the spotlight

THE SPOTS IN THE  SPOTLIGHT In the spotlight is the blossoming moulded smiles of Miranda, The clear shots of Miranda, a catapult of stares But under covers is  the dreaded melting crown on her head. The toughness of the late night's Dark sacrifices to trap and rule minds. The fake morning is a sentence. The contempt of nude hustles The ugly scammed face that let out the huge ransome. That body where artful beauty doctors tried their talents, poking with many knives, twisting and clipping to forg

I Better Take My Leave

It's a sad story to be left alone in this world despite your effort to be a better person. This poem is full of emotion that I can't just live with.

Towards the light

- Maybe you think the winter is gonna last forever - Maybe you long for the sunkiss with a change of weather - But have you ever thought that : - All this darkness is leading you to an endless light - And without the night - you'd be blind from seeing directly the sunlight - Your eyes needed to grow - For you to learn how to dance in the pain under the rain and let everything flow - We're all here to feel the sadness - Try to color your own world with gratefulness - in life we have the freedom t

Give Your Black Boy A Flower

Your black boy Is a garden of stumps, his heart is rooted out of a fertile ground for you to plant a dream on his Humus skin. he Is a machine Void of human language. He understands solely, his breath on your skin and the sweet nectar of your pineapple lips. Again, he is an illustrative painting of your dad. He watches you grow Into his arms like sweet alyssums sprouting in early winter as he lays on your flower bed nurturing his lovelessness into something. And of all that he deserves... the ros

LET ME

Let me maintain this smile , even when am in pain , pain that i cant explian from where , or evev say when i experieced it , for the has no right to change me Let me maintai this happiness , even in time of sorrow , sorro that comes in waves, so i dont have to show am weak, even if i cant beat that sorrow i will have to maintain that happiness. Let me say thiswords, when i have things that hurt me, hurting me very deep in my hear, letting me rain down tears. painful words keep no more in my hea

Alice and the hatters curse

Mad

Don’t judge a book by it’s cover

No summary only poetry we live for rhyme with no extra time.

KESSY 🌹

A little summary about a friend of mine 😅🌹

In His Life, I'm Not the Female Protagonist

In a world of tales, where each heart's a book, A girl believed, with a hopeful look. That everyone's the lead in their own rhyme, She, too, the star in her own sweet time. Through life's story, she danced with glee, Her spirit waltzing, wild and free. She thought, "I'm the main, the shining one, In the story of life, I'm second to none." But one day, a twist, a plot untold, A love story with edges rough and bold. She glimpsed his eyes, a captivating sight, Yet, in his world, she was out of sigh

The lovers farewell

A poetic tale of the begining and end of a love story

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Short poem for bird lovers

In skies so wide, the birds take flight, Their feathers painted with dawn's soft light. With melodies sweet, they serenade the day, In nature's orchestra, they proudly play. Their wings of grace, a sight to behold, In every color, a story's told. In trees they nest, in freedom they soar, Birds of wonder, we forever adore. From sparrows humble to eagles grand, In every land, they make their stand. Oh, bird lovers' hearts, forever they'll sing, For in these creatures, such joy they bring.

Miss my dad so much

Love

The Value of Friendship and Paradise (Poem)

friends, colleagues, companions, I am happy with you. we always get along This bond is the most basic function. I am proud to be your partner. Friendship is our most precious religion. Let there be no trouble between you, If this bond is ever inseparable. Affection, sympathy, affection and passion, I am with you all. Friends, to you my heart is like heaven, It is important to know that friendship can be an invaluable asset in one's life.

"Lost Connections: Solitude and Betrayal in the Digital Age"

Solitude and Betrayal in the Modern Era The disappearance of love and affection among friends and loved ones In this modern age of connectivity and technology's might, Where have you gone, dear friends and loved ones, out of sight? In the corner of cold, silent nights, The glow of televisions casts its blight. A small misunderstanding was the start, But soon it led to a chasm, tearing us apart. Where have love and affection wandered? Why do hearts feel empty and pondered? In the realm of virtual

"Beloved Mother: The Eternal Flame of Love"

In the realm of love, a celestial presence, A beacon of warmth and unwavering essence. She is a mother, beyond mere mortal ties, A symphony of grace that never dies. Her gentle touch, a soothing balm, Calming storms, bringing tranquil calm. With eyes that hold a universe of care, She embraces all burdens, willing to bear. Her voice, a melody, soft and serene, Whispering wisdom, a lullaby unseen. In her embrace, fears find their release, A sanctuary of love, a shelter of peace. She nurtures dream

"رقص الشعر الساحر والجمال: أنغام القلوب وحكايات الروح"

صديقي، ادعموني وشعري من خلال تقديم البيتكوين كه تعبيرًا عن الدعم.