Baskadia

Shake off your problems

A motivational story of a man and a donkey

Nothing Gold Can Stay

Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.

THE NEIGHBOUR'S BOY

A short story. Absolutely terrific... treachery and betrayal in the air. A series of surprises.

Poem 'Friends'

This is the poem of friends ,to express that friends are important in every field of life .The poem tells us that friends are important in our life and we enjoy a lot playing games which means we are same .We play together in the bright sunshine and enjoy together in sunshine.

Those who wish to destroy mankind.

This is the plot of the story I wrote. 1 Japanese version 【日本語版】 2 English version 【英語版】 😓I'm sorry if there's a mistranslation.😓 😆I would appreciate it if you could translate the Japanese version into another language and post it.😆💕

Story

A quick hug

Shadows of the Forgotten Room

A young girl named Lily. Intrigued by dark history surrounding an old house, she ventures inside, only to become trapped in a hidden room. As the room comes alive with whispers and unsettling encounters, Lily must find a way to escape the clutches of the sinister space. With chilling suspense and a desperate struggle for survival, the story delves into the secrets and horrors that lurk within the forgotten corners of our world.

Short Story of Hardworking Boy

There is a boy who known his hard working

Monday's Beans

A poem about losing a loved one.

Demi love

Far far from what people would consider your typical suburb, was a large yet well hidden township called Grome. Perfectly located on the coast of North Carolina. They had it all it here they had a calisem used for advanced demi God battle training, shopping where by u could buy anything from food,  hygiene products to magical items used on quest, battle armor and every weapon a demo God could everythink about needing.  Heck it even had a game stop. Each person invited to live and train in grome

Greedy Eagle 🦅

Hi, My name is Greedy, this is a lesson I have learnt: I was sitting near the sea and the waves were dancing as usual. what a beauty ! As I was enjoying the view; my worries were being diminished. I liked the way an eagle was flying. What is more, I saw an attractive golden coin in it's beak.I asked myself : wow! from where did the eagle got it How can a bird gain gold and he is not a human! Greed is a human trait After a while, I saw a large fish rose above the water, with a yellow light Whic

Jack And The Spider

There was once a king of Scotland whose name was Robert Jack. He had need to be both brave and wise, for the times in which he lived were wild and rude. The King of England was at war with him, and had led a great army into Scotland to drive him out of the land. Battle after battle had been fought. Six times had Jack led his brave little army against his foes; and six times had his men been beaten, and driven into flight. At last his army was scattered, and he was forced to hide himself in the w

"WHEN THE NIGHT DIES" (A Short Poem by ALEX O'BOR)

From dusks till dawns The sunrise and the sun dies Everyday is smiles and frowns Time flies, Life dies and phoenix rise WHEN THE NIGHT DIES I'll wake-up and then embrace my labour suits Lace-up my touring boots And walk-up my paths on the soily sunny miles WHEN THE NIGHT DIES I'll walk my dreams in due times I'll make haste whilest the sun shines And drink life from the pool niles WHEN THE NIGHT DIES I'll sing hosana hosana to the deity I'll recite my psalm-ons, for i am awake Because maybe some

A short story

This short story is about the dream of a girl whose passion for reading made her a famous writer.

Can my broken heart still be repair?

This short story would inspire you most especially those whom heart has been broken.

Sweet Poison – Short Story of Broken Heart

Its 5:37 in the morning. Can’t sleep. Another restless night. Not a bright start to my day. Its been 37 days since the last time I heard her voice. 49 days since I saw her face,held her hand and kissed her cheeks. According to her calculations, I should’ve been doing well by now. Calculations can be wrong, specially when done by a girl. She’s doing pretty well I guess. Why not me? Why am I writing this? Questions I have no answer to. My first break-up. Its not that I was dying to achieve it and

The Breakup

It was really a coincidence that i met someone new at the verge of breaking up with my boyfriend. I was not sure if i wanted a new relationship but I wasn’t ready to let this guy slip through my fingers. He seemed like he was going to make a good friend and partner.

A short story

EYES

Your eyes reflects the real beauty of nature and emotion's❤️

エースの親友（日本語）

日本のエースと言われるサッカー選手と、その親友と言われるトレーナーの物語です。　 ↓YouTube(作画動画) https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCPlBPEAadTTLV2OKkBf8o6Q ↓BOOTH(漫画販売) https://hisashisaruta.booth.pm/ ↓Instagram https://www.instagram.com/hsymonkey/