Baskadia

poème d'une mère à son fils

Mon cher fils, mon petit amour, Depuis que tu es né, mon cœur s'est rempli de bonheur, Tu es la plus belle a choisi que j'ai jamais connu, Et chaque jour, mon amour pour toi continue de croître. Je me souviens de ton premier sourire, Et de tes premiers pas timides, De ton rire enfantin et de tes yeux pétillants, Tu es ma plus belle réussite, mon enfant. Tu as grandi si vite, mais pour moi, Tu seras toujours mon bébé, mon trésor, Et même si tu voles de tes propres ailes maintenant, Je serai toujo

"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

Whispers of Hope Amidst Shadows

Life, life, life "Where have you taken me to" All my buckled up tears and sorrows All those emotions dwelling inside me Comes out as huge as a mountain Sometimes I wonder why life as forsake me Verse 2 "All those tears and pain burning down my pillow" Crushing dreams and defeats All those tears that I swallow Fearing that I would be weak When will all these get better Verse 3 "The soothing emotion I think of" Will my joy ever find reciprocation All those pounding moments hits my chest Will they

Still dark even after a dawn

Dear Love

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Anarchy in despair

A cry of my the limitation of the Biafran people of Nigeria....To any one out there we need help