Baskadia

Fred the rich man

There once was a rich man named Fred, Whose wealth was so vast, it spread. He had mansions and yachts galore, But he was still a terrible bore. One day, Fred was walking down the street, When he saw a homeless man sleeping at his feet. Fred laughed and said, "Look at you, so poor, While I have more money than I can endure." The homeless man looked up and said, "I may be poor, but I'm not dead. I may not have mansions and yachts, But I have friends and I'm not a sot." Fred was so angry, he turned

Midnight Battles

027 12:49 AM. It's still vividly written in my mind, how my fingers twitched with pain, how the bitter coffee went down under my throat, how my eyes begged for rest, how my back shouts comfort, and how the lamp is holding on. Those memories during midnight. The memories of persevering to chase the deadlines, the memoir of studying for an upcoming recitation, the crumpled notes with an almost unreadable scribbles, and the pictures witnessed by the four walls of my room, will forever be locked ins

Like tea pot

Some faces shine Like a tea pot But they're not fine In their heart There's a plot: The envious fire made them crackle a lot same as a pot as they spoiled They Became dark Like dusk The fire of envy causes Troubles Avoid it To be neat Without a spot Let your soul roses flourish To live without a face blemish Peace ✌️ Author

Love at first sight

Love at first sight, a moment so rare, A feeling so strong, it's beyond compare. A glimpse of the one, who stole your heart, In that moment, you knew, you'd never part. A spark in your eyes, a smile so bright, A connection so deep, it shines like light. A bond so pure, a love so true, A feeling that grows, as time goes by too. A heart that beats faster, with every glance, A joy that can never be taken by chance. A love that endures, through thick and thin, A bond that will never, ever wear thin.

Doubts

Doubts beat my mind Confusion sets me behind They say love looks beautiful But pain still has me confined They say love crowns Queens and Kings in delight But heartbreak sets mine in a broken Kingdom of doubts and denial And with nobody to hold through the malign Effect of distress and trials The disease of loneliness rejoices For the failure of love continues to inspire. Doubts beat my mind and set my heart Apart in confusion leaving it behind And out of line to be crowned as king in delights.

Clarion call

This is a poems call for people to come back to their cross

THE LOVE OF GOD

Let me not hide this truth, of happiness behind my minds, when everything is so peaceful, and have nothing to worry about, even if i cant fight for my own self, i know i have the love of God. Let me write this text you though you might not have noticed this love that never fades so strong that it never dies even in midest of enemies in that darkest room full of ants and scorpions this the love of God

Online Love

The poem celebrates the depth of online love, acknowledging its challenges while highlighting its resilience. It captures the excitement of virtual connections and emphasizes love's ability to transcend barriers, both physical and digital. Overall, it serves as a tribute to the enduring power of affection in the modern age.

Christian Poetry: Escape the Temptation of Influence

Speak thus to the Forgetful Shepherds Give ear so that you might remember Make way for hearing So that you might not be forgotten! When you were weak and small in your own eyes, I knelt by your side and carried you up, I embraced you with many gifts and kisses I washed and cleansed you from the filth of the dunghill! You started wearing my own clothes, even the royal robes! I took your shame and gave you Glory Even the fame of my Name I gave you the Influence of my Word And you became influentia

Future hope poem

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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,

A Dancing Fire Within: From Silence to Excellence

"Within you lies an untamed spirit, a spark that yearns to ignite the world with its brilliance. Embrace the flames of your passion, let them dance and illuminate the path to greatness. With unwavering determination and relentless pursuit, transform your dreams into reality. Remember, you possess the power to create change, to inspire, and to leave an indelible mark upon this universe. So rise, embrace your destiny, and let your extraordinary journey begin."

Words

Like an infectious disease at bodily opening floating inside like aromatic scent at nostrils, that is how the sound wave travels through ears processed and integrated in the brain and words manifest. Once altered cannot be retracted so they manifest. Like a virus in the system  emotions are corrupted. Leaving the permanent mark through the thoughts, doubt and worry are some of the output and proof, depending on magnitude in input reflects output. Like radiation harmful words are poisonous. To th

Don't You Ever Love a Poet

015 Don't you ever love a poet for they are a fool. Playing with deep and flowery words to write their unexpressed emotion. They don't have anything to offer. They don't have money nor gigantic castle, They can't give you your desire nor your needs. Really, they are useless. Holding a pen day and night, Conquering things with all their might. Thinking bloody words to write, Setting the candle as the light In this darkness that blocks their sight. During this midnight's cold, A poem is mold. Emot

Wheel of words

In support of life. Ahhhhhh The echoes of the world blows so hard. I was told the world is cold but full with glee We explore to know one and all. Filled with sizzling unicorns, everyone Wants a soft life. Some say they've been gallowed by the world Some Memories are 'Forgotten pages' It hurts the ones we made Memories with Becomes Memories. Our mouths gaged but not gag from confessing Life is a perpetual bloom White bullury but fresh Hmm interesting The world as made you feel crumb And also som

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

Grace

Grace, A Gift from Up Above A Gift from the Kingdom of Love A Blanket of Protection and Compassion Fills the Heart with Joy and Protection A Picture of Beauty, A Smile of Kindness A Soft Embrace with Open Arms A Butterfly more Precious than Gold It Gives us Hope to Go On Grace, Our Constant Companion It Guides Us through Life with Ease It’s a Gift of Unconditional Love To Help Us Achieve our Life Goals.

G O N E

If one day I come to die, don't hold back your laughter. Don't cry my wounded soul. With a smile on my lips I would have left. Tell mommy that her baby is far in heaven but I would still like her. I am an officer trained as a leader. The example, I gave, I inspired them. It's not beautiful to see the war, it marked me. But my beloved never abandoned me. Still by my side she even gave me a baby. Even if I didn't have time to educate him. I'm counting on you to take care of our Baby boy. I didn't

Crying soul

In the tender whispers of twilight's embrace, A sweet poem weaves its grace, For a little crying soul to find solace, In verses that gently mend and erase. Through teardrops that glisten like stars above, Love's essence whispers with gentle love, In each line, a warm hug to enfold, To heal the heart, so weary and cold. With stardust ink and moonlit rhyme, The poem sings a lullaby sublime, Embracing sorrow, embracing pain, A comforting balm to ease the strain. Oh, little soul, don't you weep, For

Journey of Life

Our life is a journey There are curves and roadbends A pattern or hello-goodbye-hello We wind in and out of each other's lives Yet each one of us is an instrument To chisel out each other edges To become like a gold tested of fire Our potentials are on the process of becoming To search for our place to live a better world The essence of humans life Is throughly cultivated by experiences Life is full of surprises and challenges Through time our personhood develops Life's cycles and stages change