Baskadia

Hard-Work

The path to success is not easy It takes hard work and dedication But if you're willing to put in the effort You will achieve your goals There will be times when you want to give up But don't give in Keep going, keep fighting And you will eventually reach your destination Hard-work is not always glamorous It's often long hours and hard labor But it's worth it in the end When you see your dreams come true So don't be afraid to work hard It's the only way to achieve your goals So get out there and

A tautogram

a poem where every word starts with the same letter.

Behind My Pillow

My world is peace My world is harmony My world is growth My world is joy My world is love My world is the future My world is my dream. Freedom comes after You find what enslaved you. In a realm of no pain Only inner peace That clover around your imagination Back to present Stained mud imitates blood Role play is left Unattended to, TV's no Longer have a function The movie is right in front of your pupil For now the apocalypse Has not yet come. Back to my pillow In nights of after Struggled days,

Poetry of Life

In the shadows, my heart cries, A melody of sadness, a silent river. Memories dance, in the seeping darkness, A symphony of longing, searching love. In the stillness of the night, Where the shadows creep softly, The echo of lost love, Haunts me as I cry. Memories are like thorns, Penetrating the soft skin, The heart that was once whole, Now broken inside. But in the midst of this pain, a glimmer of hope still shines, Because from the depths of the heart, Strength emerges in a silent scream.

Stressed Out

I sleep for there is no problem. On a field of rose, I lay my head. Basking in the ever living tranquility. Oh, how I wish, That this was true. That I had nothing sorry about. That I could just rest. But the stress is killing me. Crushing me like I am an ant, Carrying a mountain. Like I am one man, Facing the largest army. Anxious, I am anxious about the outcome, About what would happen If I do or I don't Sometimes my only wish Is to just rest. But I know that in this world, That wish is harder.

"Beloved Mother: The Eternal Flame of Love"

In the realm of love, a celestial presence, A beacon of warmth and unwavering essence. She is a mother, beyond mere mortal ties, A symphony of grace that never dies. Her gentle touch, a soothing balm, Calming storms, bringing tranquil calm. With eyes that hold a universe of care, She embraces all burdens, willing to bear. Her voice, a melody, soft and serene, Whispering wisdom, a lullaby unseen. In her embrace, fears find their release, A sanctuary of love, a shelter of peace. She nurtures dream

Poetry

اسے کہو کہ کبھی لوٹ کر جو آئے وہ گزشتہ سال کے لمحے بھی ساتھ لائے وہ Tell him to come back He also brought last year's moments with him It knocks on the thought of death like this He also used to sing songs of happiness to me He claimed to understand the sufferings of the dead Come and laugh with me sometime I know he can't stay Witness! He also brought all his rutjages I am very sad to see him go away Sometimes he wakes me up in my dream Nabila Khan

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

Again The Second Coming

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Dancing Embers of Souls

A new poem from an anonymous poet...

No Goodbye

My head became buried deep in her neck, The odor of her hair delivered consolation To my as soon as-lonely heart...

IF THEY LOVE YOU, THEY'LL COME BACK

Poem for the broken souls. Have you been deserted by someone you love? A father, mother, sibling or close friend? Always remember "If they love you they'll come back" and if they don't, move on!!!

THE DEATH OF AN ELAND

Story of a ranger who meets a lonely wounded girl in a bush.They feel sorry for the girl though they do nothing to help her.

"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,

Mysterious memories

It's an original script written by me. In this poetry, the writer references to the power of memories and compares the drops of raining with memories and the fear of losing his beloved concerns the writer. In the end, As raining comes to an end and memories disappear. Then the mind becomes colourless.

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2 line Poetry

Mein sirf ik sabaq tha ksi ki kitab numa zindagi mein jany k liye... Lkn us ny meri zindagi k saary sabaq ik saath kr k mjhy apni zindagi m shamil krlia...

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