Baskadia

"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,

MA - The poem by habu

Mother is very valuable person in the whole world. In your bad time, no one will help you, there is no one care about you without your mother. So love your mother, care your mother because only she deserved it from you.Love your Other cause she aspects it from you in her every single time.

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sad love poem

A Lover or A Stranger

A page from a section of The Songs of Lexicon entitled Songs From The Other Man

Spot the difference

We can differ but still respect each other

Nigeria my pride

Nigeria is renowned for its diversity, with a mix of cultures, religions, and traditions that make up its people. Despite facing various challenges, such as poverty and corruption, Nigerians are known for their strength and resilience. They have a vibrant energy and an unbreakable spirit, which allows them to overcome obstacles and strive for a better future. This combination of diversity, and strength makes Nigeria a unique and dynamic country with great potential for growth and success.

Life of a Black school girl in Rome.

I couldn't eat at their tables, I couldn't even participate in the cheerleading activities which I cherished the most. What was their excuse? Twas that my hot chocolate skin complexion could stain their white ones, I noticed whenever I passed through the school gardens near the basketball court, the hot guys always paid attention to my curves. Black curves aren't implanted, knives don't pass through a black woman's breast to make it shapy, A black woman is born with beautiful genes of curvy feat

Sunrise

Remember when the sun rises, and how beautiful it was that morning, It started to soar higher, to meet its delightful beginning. But not for us, have you forgotten? the daybreak knows why we parted, and how we ended things between us, It was the ending that got me unsettled. As much as the sun knows most of it, It is aware of my fear and shock, however, I understand myself more deeply, for it doesn’t know how much I want you back. So when the sun greeted the morning with joy, and welcoming it to

Love dose

love when starts its look like stars, who bright the mind and shine in the heart.... its taste is sweet and give a relief from every kind of worry and anxiety love dose keep you healthy with bless feelings and respect

Two Future saver

Is just a memory of my friend when we are in school what we plan to become and where we are now

Lucky

Here's a poem for you, Lukey: In fields of green, where dreams take flight, Young Lukey roams with pure delight. His laughter echoes through the air, A joyful sound, beyond compare. With eyes that sparkle, full of wonder, He explores the world, over and under. Each day a new adventure awaits, As Lukey discovers life's open gates. Through sunlit days and moonlit nights, He dances under starry lights. With every step, he leaves a trace, Of love and joy in every place. So let's raise a toast to Luk

Until i meet you

Before I met you, I thought I was happy, and I was, but I had never known the rich contentment, deep satisfaction, and total fulfillment you brought to me when you came into my life. Before I met you, I felt a lot of things, good things, but I had never experienced the indescribably intense feelings I have for you. Before I met you, I thought I knew myself, and I did, but you looked deep inside me and found fresh new things for us to share. Before I met you, I thought I knew about love, but I di

Rain filled with tears 😢

In the pouring rain, tears streaming down, Silent screams echo without a sound. From the depths of your being, a cry released, A wound unseen, pain never ceased. When your heart plummets, heavy and low, I understand your storm, the tempest's blow. I know your melody, your soul's refrain, Though your story's secrets may remain. Diverse souls we bear, unique in our frame, Yet intertwined, connected all the same. For in shared experiences, we unite, Embracing the human journey's light.

I Am With You

In the shadows dark or sunlight's gleam, I am with you, a guiding beam. Through trials faced, you're not alone, I am with you, steadfastly sown. When winds of change start to blow, I am with you, a calming flow. Through stormy seas and skies of blue, I am with you, forever true. In laughter shared and tears that fall, I am with you, through it all. In moments of joy and sorrow's strife, I am with you, your constant life.

Dancing Embers of Souls

A new poem from an anonymous poet...

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.

Love

In the depths of my heart, love blossoms anew, A feeling profound, yet so simple and true. A love like no other, so pure and divine, A love that is yours, eternally mine. With every heartbeat, your name softly resounds, A captivating rhythm that surrounds. Your smile, a sunrise that brightens my day, Guiding me through life, in a magical way. The touch of your hand, a gentle caress, Leaves me breathless, in a state of bliss. Your laughter, a melody that charms my soul, Filling my world with joy,

A LETTER TO ALLEN

A poem from a lad.

Sunset

019 Oranges are scattered across the horizon, creating hues of gradient light in the zone. On the ocean, it'll come home and will sleep on its bosom. As the day comes to an end, it'll wave goodbye before it descends, leaving the dark as it takes a rest and parks. As the sky got covered in sentiment, like a beauty in predicament; may their hearts be at ease and wrap their day in peace. For although it symbolizes the end, where the day bid farewell and bend; there should also be another beginning,

Haunted Dreams

I had this problem of having nightmares early this year to the extent of not sleeping.I was afraid if sleeping but poetry kept me moving Writting out what and how i felt really helped me alot. Thank you poetry.