Baskadia

Wounded with love

The trap was set. With no regret. I trod with fret, to a love I met. The scene was dawn. Doe and fawn. Queen and pawn. Weapons drawn. We aim on sight. Deers run with fright. How fast came night! I fought a good fight… From love wounds I bleed. From love songs I feed. I did not take heed. Now I’m in love…Indeed.

HE WAS WOUNDED FOR ME.

His death on Calvary's tree, made me who I am today, His suffering on Golgotha, gave me a better life. His resurrection, gave me a hope for eternity.

Wounded-Predator

A "Mech-Abstract/Robotic-Art work by British conceptual Artist-Cass Stoddart

Nature is the best healing for wounded hearts.

I have been wounded

leaving someone without any reason is the hardest thing to do

Wounded become wise.