Baskadia

Conqueror

With sword in hand and heart afire, The conqueror sets out to win, To build an empire, reach higher, And prove that he's a force within. He marches on with steadfast might, Through deserts, mountains, raging seas, His will unbroken, shining bright, He sets his sights on victory. He battles foes with skill and grace, And never once does he retreat, For he is driven by the chase, Of glory and of triumph sweet. He claims new lands with every step, And builds a legacy so grand, His name a legend, ha

Vibrations

"The lips of wisdom are closed, except to the ears of understanding"

if not

If not for you Who was on our side. When men came against us, When the world seemed to have turned their back on us, When there was no hope. But thanks be to God who was and is not just with us but in us,"Christ in me the hope of glory. Collosians 1:27 But thanks be to God who has overcome the world and has given us victory," 1 John 4:4 You, dear children, are from God and have overcome them, because the one who is in you is greater than the one who is in the world. 1 John 5:4 for everyone born

The Tale of Twist (Poetry)

The beauty of art is in the confusion it brings lol

Echoes of the past

Enjoy your self

"The All-Seeing Deity: A Divine Ode"

In the realm unseen, a vigilant eye, A deity above, watching you and I. With tender care, our steps observed, Guiding us, when life's paths unnerved. A presence divine, encompassing all, Heeding our whispers, both big and small. Through darkest nights and brightest days, His guiding light forever ablaze. A merciful gaze, upon hearts burdened, Love's embrace, in moments uncertain. With grace bestowed, our worries allayed, In His embrace, solace is conveyed. Oh, divine observer, majestic and wise,

Winning Triumph

When victory is finally won, The taste of triumph is like none, A sweet sensation in the air, A feeling beyond compare. The thrill of the fight, the rush of the game, The battle that ends in acclaim, The cheers of the crowd, the roar of the fans, The glory of victory that never ends. The path to winning is long and tough, It takes hard work, patience, and a little luck, But when the prize is finally claimed, The joy and elation are untamed. To win is to conquer, to succeed, To fulfill a dream, t

Prayer

Prayer, A Blessing Divine A Gift From Above, So Fine A Moment of Peace, A Moment of Grace A Moment of Hope, A Moment of Faith A Time to Reflect, A Time to Rejoice A Time to Connect, A Time to Embrace A Time to Listen, A Time to Speak A Time to Believe, A Time to Seek A Time to Ask, A Time to Receive A Time to Give, A Time to Believe A Time to Heal, A Time to Mend A Time to Pray, A Time to Ascend A Time to Unite, A Time to Unfold A Time to Forgive, A Time to Behold A Time to Surrender, A Time to

My enemy, my success

I will boldly say that one that has an enemy or enemies as the case might be has a catalyst for success. when my enemy mock or make fun of me because of my weakness or mistakes, I make effort and improve,if am treated as a nonentity l will work hard to be rich in all ramification,if they try to pull me down I work harder and also become prayerful thereby solidifying my friendship with God, they help me to fly higher, their actions makes me to discover more of my capacity,my enemy my success.

Whispers of Dawn

Poem Whispers of Dawn

Unrequited love

Beneath your radar, I stand, a flickering flame, burning my self up for you to see, but you, lost in the darkness, can't even see my light. I am the candle, wax melting into the night, unseen, unheard, unloved. I am the moth, flying towards your flame, only to be burned and ignored, as if I were never there at all.

Poem

Pitter-patter rain drops come to the ground Washing all the sins Pitter-patter rain drops Come to the ground Giving his bounties Pitter-patter rain drops Come to the ground Taking away all the sorrows Pitter-patter rain drops Come to the ground Spreading the happiness Pitter-patter rain drops Come to the ground

A poem that describes my feelings of my Mom not being with me

A poem that describes my feelings of my Mom not being with me

My early morning inspiration

True love

Live A Little

For the likes of me

MOD MODE ( poem by Lukman Nurudeen Adeniyi)

Loneliness

Poem about Lonelinesssss

Poetry poem

Oldest Poetry

Dancer adapts Kodava poems to Bharatanatyam

Mysore/Mysuru: Acclaimed Bharatanatyam artiste from Kodagu Mukkatira Shilpa Nanjappa has recently completed her two-year fellowship research with the Central Government’s Ministry of Culture. She was awarded the prestigious Fellowship by the Indian Government’s Centre for Cultural Resources and Training (CCRT) for 2019-2021.

Hope

Poem for hope