Baskadia

Shipwreck: Fragmented Destiny

006 With tattered parts and pieces, they patches each holes with the hope and spoken promises. The fragments of the ship shall be connected once again, to make the cruise float on the ocean's terrain. At the dock they rested, and on the unknown journey they got pasted; hesitating whether to continue sailing, or just crumble to the world's judgement and beating. The ocean's full of unknown, the things that yet to be accepted and known. So on the shore, they anchored, deciding to stop to go furthe

GIVING(GIVER AND RECEIVER)

Genuine Giving

Poetry poem

Oldest Poetry

In His Life, I'm Not the Female Protagonist

In a world of tales, where each heart's a book, A girl believed, with a hopeful look. That everyone's the lead in their own rhyme, She, too, the star in her own sweet time. Through life's story, she danced with glee, Her spirit waltzing, wild and free. She thought, "I'm the main, the shining one, In the story of life, I'm second to none." But one day, a twist, a plot untold, A love story with edges rough and bold. She glimpsed his eyes, a captivating sight, Yet, in his world, she was out of sigh

Jolly good soul

A poem that talks about the evolution of feelings

THE JOURNEY OF LIFE

''THE JOURNEY OF LIFE'' is authored by AGUSUNDAY CHIDERA to narrate what life is all about. All fingers are not equal but anyplace you find yourself be grateful. Some people are born of silver spoon while others struggle to be wherever they are. It takes time consistency and determination to stand it.

Lack of contentment

I try to be contented with what i have cos i wanna be disciplined ,cos i don't wanna hooves into people property cos i found out that i had been jealous ,i had allow envy to eat me up. It came to a time when i wasn't satisfied with what i have ,instead i make my self look inferior. looking down on my self,thinking that what i put on isn't nice a thing. I had low self esteem cos my eye is on another's belongings. l had even concluded that am not good enough that my potentials are useless but i t

Night

Poetry on night

He made the final decision

He kept looking up at the sky Imagining to be the star He kept looking at the garden Imagining to be the flower Will you be okay? Will you be fine? If one day, I make you cry If one day, I am not by your side ! He smiled even when it was heavy Such a relief ! they were by his side He laughed at every joke He decided to be remembered that way Just like that.. One day, He made up his mind Then lost the courage to hurt them One day, He made a decision Then he promised to be by their side At last wi

Deep line

Emotional

THE LOST TALE

Sitting in the oblivion of my mind I feel the emptiness creeping inside Forsaking my sanity over the memories I ought to work on my sanity... For my broken heart may not mend. All I asked of you was to give me your heart, You however took mine and returned it in pieces Now I am sitting here alone, looking at the space Wondering how to fix my heart that is oh so badly scathed And here I thought, I meant everything to you When we were together I thought we would make a tale to be told You meant ev

Waspada

Waspadalah. Sesuci apapun niatmu, ada nafsu yang menyelinap lalu menunggangi langkahmu.

Halloween is the time when you can

When did we fall out of love?

.... you know that day is coming...and boy, believe me, it's coming...

what are your characteristics as a leader?

Hmm,leaders are rulers but not all rulers are leaders,yeah cos for a leader to win ,it takes him to be humble and be a listener to rule rightly cos when he listens he get wisdom to declare the right judgement like king solomon,so figure out who you are. Are you a ranter ,a fool or a leader?

Dear Love

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BULLET

You shot me numerous bullet placing my most holy faith on the most high i resist every bullet. Yeah ,you tried a whole lot of time,i was smart enough to push it out cos it takes smartness to actualization of dream and in resisting the devil . You came,you shot and shot severally i resist you and your bullet.Yeh of a truth ,you shot me with bullet of deception i resist it and shot you with bullet of sincerity of heart cos having a pure heart is what conquers the devil. Again ,you didn't learn you

memories

It didn't last long, but it feels like more than a decade experience.

Poetry

MY CHERISH IS TAKEN

My heart pricks,it bleeds cos my cherish is taken,The love we both shared is faded,l need my heart to be mended . My heart is paled and broken, I need it to be rescued cos am devasted ,cos i find it difficult to forget all memories and move to a new destination where i could go get a better pasture and act like nothing ever happened between us. cos sometimes ,it seems i have been blind folded by the love for him,cos still in the maltreatment my heart still pant for him. cos sometimes i ask my se