Baskadia

A poetry that I wrote.

That Day, I Fell In Love. As the sun emitted its rays like a shower of glistening sliver, Singing breeze swirled petals of salvia splendens And sent sweet notes of sandalwood, mint and sage, Scents that eloped strong, masculine shoulders, A sanctuary when I was scared, a cushion when I snoozed, As he scooped my face and stroked my cheeks, Starred so deep into my eyes that it pierced my soul, And sparked off a swarm of butterflies as I shuddered, Every second, I showed the symptoms of a lass in l

Soul

if you have ever walked crying in the rain if you have ever screamed with no sound at the top of your lungs if you have ever had a very deep wound with no rushing blood to show if you have ever felt your heart fall within your chest then I know your storm I know your song Even though I may not know your story Our souls though different they are one and the same

Poetry

Deep

My way to you

My Way To You I tell my tale A traveller lost On twisted roads that lead astray No lights to guide; On soggy nights, The dull moon; The sad rains The agonies endured No tonic for the pain O destiny, where did you hide Among desperate cries; among flickering flames To silent skies, a question raised Did I not submit? To all your ways A lightning heard; an answer paved On flesh so pure; I saw my way It was your face; it had such grace, surely an ace Do I deserve; such a place? My way to you I did

Would that, I wouldn't be, what I am.

Would that, I Wouldn't be , What I am. A tiny creature, a form I desire, Unnoticed, Unknown An oyster in a shell, deep in the sea, Eternal peace, away from abyss Would that I wouldn't be, What I am, A little child, a form I desire, Careless, Reckless, Would laugh out loud, Innocent desires. To be cared, to be loved, Some things I aspire. Would that I wouldn't be, What I am, An elderly person, a form I desire, At peace, No worldly desire. Seen my time, Lived enough, Seen enough, understood the pl

A LETTER TO ALLEN

A poem from a lad.

POETRY

I love poetry because it's an ART that comes from the heART.

The society

A society created for order. All wars have been settled and there is peace. Only clear skies ahead for this community. But that is not how it goes. In the so called order, there is chaos. In the proclaimed peace there is conflict. Within this society there is division, And all are not united. A society should be either white or black, But there is a plethora of grey. Good and evil, mix together till they are indistinguishable. The society can never be perfect, It can never be truly clean.

Lies

Grasses claim to be as tall as an iroko Ants claim to be as big as an elephant. The antelopes thinks they are lions. The weak feel they are strong The prey believe they are predators Everyone lives in their own fictional world, But only the strong minded know How to differentiate dreams from reality You talk about your Non existential achievements. Lies told on purpose Or perhaps on the delusions of the mind.

Love In Vain

Love In Vain By Shihaam Cupido Many say follow your heart, some say don't leave it behind when you overtake it, someone will break it. As we grow we learn many things, one of those things is all good comes to an end. You are no longer my lover, even less are you a friend. Our lives will continue till the day I realise I will no longer need you, the day I hope to despise. I wish to promise myself that it won't happen again, but just as Crystal Ruth said, "Every beginning surely comes to an end."

Dragon and the Princess

Sometimes the most disturbed is the strong

Help

This poem was written as an expression of how I feel, I'm glad that I could use poetry to express how I feel since this is only my second time doing so.

What is Nature?

Nature, in the broadest sense, is the physical world or universe. "Nature" can refer to the phenomena of the physical world, and also to life in general. The study of nature is a large, if not the only, part of science.

In Prison

In Prison Around me are walls That keep me from leaving. All I see are only corners With no doorways or passage. With nothing around to see But same all things every day, I remember the days Way back when I was free: The walks which I used to hate Because they kept me sweating Under the scorching heat Are one of those I want the most. I miss the loud honking of horns That angry motorists blew As they maneuvered through the crowd Of the never-ending traffic jam! Those beaches that I used to go Wi

STAY

STAY Meeting you was such a big surprise. You came at the time when I thought That no one would pick me up From the nightmare that I was in. You fill my days with fun Till I realized that without you My life would be lonesome... Would be empty and done . Please stay with me. Don't ever go away. Let's grow the love we've found Until we become old and weary. Take me with you Wherever you may go. Whisper to me the words you love to tell me Even when our hair turns to gray. Hold me in your arms And

If You Think

Thinking is thought or reasoning. An example of thinking is when someone takes the time to work out a problem in their head.

You Can Win

“winners see the gain; losers see the pain.” ... “Winners dont do different things, they do things differently” ... “Under Adverse conditions - some people break down, some break records” ... “If you think you can - you can!” ... “Winner dont do different but they do differently”

Live for livings.

Live in your life for those who needs to us.

THE BLEEDING HEART

Let us stop the killings happening on a daily basis

Unsaid love

Under the bright light wonder was the place right eyes glanced, heart jumping and pumping, so good wish the moment freezed shouldn't be that shy eyes were amazed, how to suppress wish could say the last bye heart was confused, how to express i swear i gave my best but believe me i got the worst The better I tried The better I failed. Of being, linked The thought recurred I was once again, allured But it was all ruptured. How Wonderful bond that was can't tell how grateful i was the friendship wa