Baskadia

Nature soul

Pic of village of ladakh ..

Flower like soul of Earth 🌎

always keep smiling in life

Lost soul finding redemption

it’s like “in our hard times and struggles in different scenarios where we’re all being caught up with fear, depressions, anxieties like the branches of tree and there’s no one to help us out, but Music 🎶”

Main To Panjatan Ka Gulam Hun | Eid E Ghadeer Manqabat | Soul Touching Voice | Azhar Raja Official

Main To Panjatan Ka Gulam Hun | Eid E Ghadeer Manqabat | Soul Touching Voice | Azhar Raja Official This beautiful and emotional Islamic Naat “Main To Panjtan Ka Ghulam Hoon” is based on deep love and devotion for Panjtan e Pak (A.S). A soul-touching kalam that fills the heart with spiritual peace and love for Ahle Bait (A.S) and Islamic spiritual emotions. watch now: https://youtu.be/W81_qQg7cck?si=yIwczLcHuKpABGG5

The DEVIL

in despair a person can sell his soul to the devil

Soul loves mom💙

Unconditional love of mother.

The Soul .

the foe and friend of a soul is the soul itself .

The Art and Soul of Sarah Thompson: Revolutionizing Pottery with Passion and Perseverance

In a quaint studio nestled in the heart of Asheville, North Carolina, the rhythmic sound of a potter’s wheel spins tales of creativity, resilience, and artistic brilliance. This is the world of Sarah Thompson, a modern-day artisan whose pottery has captured the hearts of collectors and enthusiasts worldwide. Sarah’s journey into the world of ceramics began serendipitously. Growing up in a small town in Kentucky, her initial exposure to art came through her grandmother’s love for quilting. Howeve

Rise up, dear soul, and take control,

Rise up, dear soul, and take control, Of every thought, and every goal. For you were made, with purpose and might, To chase your dreams, and soar to new heights. Believe in yourself, and all that you are , For you possess, a shining star. With passion and drive, you'll find the way, To chase your dreams, and live each day. Don't let fear, hold you back or slow, For you were meant to make it grow. With courage and strength, you'll conquer it all, And rise above, with grace through it all. So rise

A poem that describes my feelings of my Mom not being with me

A poem that describes my feelings of my Mom not being with me

Spring love

Poem of spring love written by me..

Artistic Expressions: Unleashing the Soul of Creativity

Welcome to "Artistic Expressions," a blog dedicated to exploring the vast and captivating world of art in all its forms. Artistic expression is a powerful means of communication that transcends language barriers and touches the depths of the human soul. In this blog, we will delve into the beauty, diversity, and transformative power of artistic expressions, celebrating the ways in which artists bring their unique visions to life. The Language of Colors: Colors have the ability to convey emotions

Souls & Love

Amid moon's glow and sun's embrace, Two souls entwine in love's own space. Through trials, time, their bond holds tight, A tale of love, a shining light.

Selfless Soul

A heart that beats for others' sake, A mind that thinks of their well-being, A soul that gives without the take, This is the essence of selfless being. With actions pure and intentions kind, The selfless soul spreads love and light, And leaves a trail of goodness behind, In a world that often lacks in sight. For selflessness is not about sacrifice, But a way of life, a noble art, To lift others up, to pay the price, And mend the broken world apart. So let us strive to be selfless souls, And make

Amidst the stillness of the night, A pronoun whispered on the air

Amidst the stillness of the night, A pronoun whispered on the air, A sound so small, yet full of might, A symbol of a love so rare. For she is more than just a word, More than just a simple sound, She is the one that we've preferred, The one that we have always found. In her we see a world of grace, A beauty that transcends all art, A gentle smile upon her face, A beating of a loving heart. Yet in the end, what is she but, A passing breeze, a fleeting dream, A memory that slowly cuts, A wound th

DEATH OF A JAZZMAN

Death of a Jazzman We danced and clapped The euphoria he gave us made us laugh For many days we sang around that fire he made us. In that cold winter he was our warmth. Neither of us imagined he would leave this forest we camped We all saw him leaving carrying his sax As he kept moving we felt he packed our peace of mind From a far we could hear sounds of a train moving Our Jazzman was heading to the train station But why? Didn't we give him the fun, laughter and joy? We watched to his fading in

Embracing the Present Moment

Let the world around you fade away, and focus on the present moment. This moment is yours to cherish and experience fully.

Mind and soul

Bugs could give substantial taste to food - and help climate - researchers find Flavorings produced using mealworms might one day at some point be involved on comfort food as a wellspring of protein Bugs can be transformed into meat-like flavors, giving an all the more harmless to the ecosystem option in contrast to conventional meat choices, researchers have found. Mealworms, the larval type of the yellow mealworm scarab, have been cooked with sugar by scientists who observed that the outcome i

The soul of college basketball – and the madness

The soul of college basketball – and the madness of March – is alive and well in the mid-majors The NCAA tournament might be college basketball’s most high-profile showcase of the desperate, win-or-go-home style of basketball that makes March one of the most special times of the year. But before those games, before millions of people fill out their brackets and start putting their faith in schools they’ve never heard of, potential Cinderella stories battle for their basketball lives. In front of

Soul Cry

In the depths of despair, my soul cries out, Amidst a sea of faces, none can rout. In the church's embrace, I found no solace, Reflecting in the mirror, an empty space. But then, a phrase from an old sage's tongue, Blessed with wisdom, where hope had sprung. I spoke those words, and in that fleeting trance, All fell silent, in a peaceful dance. The storm within subsided, the chaos ceased, In those whispered verses, my soul found peace. So in the midst of my darkest night, A beacon of light, rest