Baskadia

Life

Life, oh life, a precious gift From the moment we are born, we lift Our heads to take in new sights And learn from all the wrongs and rights A journey filled with twists and turns And moments that our soul burns Some days are bright and beautiful While others, dark and sorrowful But through it all, we must endure And learn to cherish, love, and be pure For life is fleeting, and time goes fast And we must make each moment last So let us live our lives with purpose And strive for what is truly wor

The poor grape seller boy(poem)

In the scorching heat, a boy stands tall, Selling grapes, his dreams he recalls. A humble soul, with calloused hands, He weaves his way through life's vast lands. Each grape he holds, a story untold, Of resilience and hope, so bold. With every cluster, he shares a taste, Of perseverance and strength embraced. Beneath the sun, his spirit shines bright, A symbol of courage in the harshest plight. Through dust and toil, he perseveres, A silent poet amid life's tears. In his presence, a lesson we fi

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.

Contentment

Contentment Brings Joy A sweet serenity it brings In the midst of daily tasks Without it, life suffers Contentment gives you strength It touches the very core Leaves you peaceful and whole And open for more Contentment brings joy Peaceful bliss awaits It's found in everyday moments Here we truly do create Contentment renews the soul Sparking joy through and through It's such a special feeling You know only its true

Poem on nature

Nature's tapestry, a sight to see, A canvas painted beautifully. From rolling hills to crashing waves, The world around us misbehaves. The sky so blue, the grass so green, A symphony, a visual dream. The rustling leaves, the chirping birds, Nature's music, so full of words. The sun sets fire to the sky, A show of colors, watch it fly. From golden hues to deep reds, It dances and it waltzes. Nature's beauty, all around, A treasure that can always be found. So take a moment, pause and see, The wor

Double Trouble: Falling in Love with Two

The poem describes the experience of falling in love with two people at the same time, creating a complex emotional struggle for the speaker. The speaker is torn between two individuals, both of whom they deeply care for and appreciate. The poem captures the sense of confusion and uncertainty that accompanies such a situation, as the speaker tries to reconcile their feelings and make a decision.

Unveiling shadows

Unveiling Shadows

Love poem

In the boundless sky, our love takes flight, Stars dance in the velvet night. Moonlight whispers secrets deep, As our souls in love, forever leap. Clouds like dreams, softly drift by, In our hearts, love's eternal sigh. With every dawn, a new embrace, Our love's story, time can't erase. So let us soar on wings of love, Guided by the stars above.

Sweet home

No place like home

Mother's Longing

I dedicated this poem for my son, now in heaven. I want to express my feelings trough this poem.

Strength

Strength is not the ability to lift heavy weights, Or to run a marathon without stopping. Strength is not the absence of fear, Or the ability to always win. Strength is the ability to pick yourself up, When you've been knocked down. Strength is the ability to keep going, When you want to give up. Strength is the ability to face your fears, And to overcome them. Strength is the ability to be yourself, And to not let anyone else define you. So if you're feeling weak, Remember that you are strong.

THE GOLDEN BANK

The Golden Bank is an African poem that looks at the struggles of the African youths.It also depicts how some people(elites) make the ordinary to suffer.These people keeps on dreaming to the heart of the Golden bank(raw talent). The poem seeks to encourage the young African to keep moving and not looking back.The ‘flower’ here appreciates life because it is now living the life of her life. The poem also is full of a lot of literary devices for example;personification,apostrophe etc

Poem

FlameLove's Gentle In whispers of the heart, it starts, A gentle flame that never departs. It flickers bright, a guiding light, That leads us through life's plodding night. With every beat, it grows anew, A rhythm that our souls hold true. It's the warmth of a tender touch, The comfort of a loving clutch. In love's embrace, we find our peace, A sense of home, our worries release. It's the laughter, the tears, the sighs, The memories that never die. So let love's flame forever burn, A beacon in l

if it's beautiful

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

Poem 'Friends'

This is the poem of friends ,to express that friends are important in every field of life .The poem tells us that friends are important in our life and we enjoy a lot playing games which means we are same .We play together in the bright sunshine and enjoy together in sunshine.

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.

Love poem

Love you guys

"Celestial Waltz: The Northern Lights' Delight"

A Poem About Northern Lights

A POEM "Verse of Enchanted Realms: A Celebration of Beauty and Grace"

In a realm where dreams take flight, Beneath the canvas of the night, Stars ignite their gentle glow, Guiding hearts where love may grow. A moonbeam's touch, a silver kiss, Upon the world in tranquil bliss, Whispers secrets to the sea, Stories of how life came to be. Mountains tall and valleys deep, In their ancient secrets keep, Echoes of the ages past, In every stone and blade of grass. Winds that dance through leaves and trees, Carry songs on melodies, Of forgotten tales and distant lands, Wo

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