Baskadia

Not super hero

In capes of ordinary guise, No super strength, nor soaring skies. Just an everyday heart that beats, Facing life's challenges on its feet. No powers grand, no cape that flows, Yet within, a strength that glows. I'm not a hero of comic lore, But in life's battles, I'll explore. With flaws and fears that I embrace, I'll stand my ground, find my place. No superhuman feats to show, Just determination that continues to grow.

Short poem for bird lovers

In skies so wide, the birds take flight, Their feathers painted with dawn's soft light. With melodies sweet, they serenade the day, In nature's orchestra, they proudly play. Their wings of grace, a sight to behold, In every color, a story's told. In trees they nest, in freedom they soar, Birds of wonder, we forever adore. From sparrows humble to eagles grand, In every land, they make their stand. Oh, bird lovers' hearts, forever they'll sing, For in these creatures, such joy they bring.

Beauty

This is the 2nd Poem I have ever written. Same age as I wrote 'Life As A Poet.' So I'd have been 13 or 14 when I wrote this.

You Are My Home

Home is not a place but the one we cherish.

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

New Halls of Knowledge

In the halls of knowledge, fresh and bright, A brand-new chapter I unfold with pure delight. I begin on a journey, full of dreams, Glad to meet new set of teams. In classrooms' embrace, we learn and inspire, Igniting passions, sets our hearts on fire. Now, let us revel on this vibrant odyssey, To live a life both blessed and socially. Our circle of friends grow wider every day, Endless laughter and joy seem to pave our way. Morning classroom chats, hiding under the sun, These are moments that ca

Trapped in Helplessness

A feeling of powerlessness, A sense of being trapped, The weight of the world on your shoulders, And no way to adapt. You try to break free, But the chains are too strong, You scream for help, But no one comes along. Lost in a sea of despair, With no hope in sight, You struggle and fight, But it's a losing fight. Helplessness consumes you, It's all that you know, And in the end, you realize, You're never letting go.

The Art of storytelling: captivating hearts and minds

Storytelling is rigid art engaged by the telling/creator that essentially reanimates the feelings of thrill, emotion and empowerment. Its been mis used some times in our world today. but, it stands to be the most powerful form of art and theatrics.

RESPECT

Don't command respect but persuade respect. Don't disregard it but appreciate it. Don't take it for granted but rather take it as a privilege and value it . Cos they respect you doesn't mean they should be oppressed. Cos they respect you doesn't mean they should be taken as a fool. Cos they respect you doesn't mean they should be used as a slave. Cos they respect you doesn't mean they should be treated as trash. Respect they say is reciprocal ,believe and accept the fact. Don't always exact aggr

Nature' Poem

Amidst the whispers of the trees so tall, Nature's symphony plays, a gentle call. Rivers dance with shimmering glee, Underneath the sky's vast tapestry. Mountains rise like ancient kings, Guardians of secrets that nature brings. Fields of flowers, a vibrant hue, Painted by a hand that's pure and true. The sun dips low, a golden fire, Painting the horizon with colors to inspire. Stars emerge, a sparkling sight, Guiding the wanderer through the night. In forests deep, secrets softly reside, Where

Live A Little

For the likes of me

Utter Uselessness

That feeling you get when you wake up late in the evening.

Poetry

Gitanjali" written by Rabindranath Freedom of thought, creativity, responsibility

"Gitanjali" written by Rabindranath Freedom of thought, creativity, responsibility for free expression and all kinds of protest against oppression, this 19-feet tall sculpture has been constructed by a group of Dhaka University Faculty of Arts and Sciences. The sculpture was installed at Raju Bhaskar's pad last Tuesday. 15 April, Dhaka. Photo: Syed Zakir Hossain, Prothom Alo

Poem on "The Reign of Thornbush"

An excerpt from the poem; "Too late did the trees learn a lesson profound, As do good men who stay silent, unbound, Choosing passivity in public affairs, they bear, To be ruled by the malevolent, a price unfair."

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Urdu gazal

Loneliness

Dillagi

Poetry

Ghalib

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