Baskadia

Whispers of Unity: A Symphony Beyond

Immerse yourself in the enchanting masterpiece, "Whispers of Unity." In this captivating picture, a regal lion and delicate butterfly share an intimate dance amidst vibrant flora—a poetic reflection of the diverse creativity found within CreativeInkExpressions. Strength meets fragility, wild embraces delicate, and the resulting harmony resonates as a celebration of the multifaceted nature of art.

ONCE A LOVER, NOW A DEVIL by Richie Kharis

She told him "I hate you," but he took it as a joke Her smile was deceiving and her voice was relieving He only saw an angel with a figure like an eight And never bothered to take note of her repeated joke He told her, " Look, I love you—I'll take a blow for you." But she looked at him smiling as if his words were untrue Yes, I know, but I still hate you because that is what I do Again, he waved, but this time those words came sinking through I see you working, defending me, and fighting for me

Whispers of Ebonwood Hall

In the misty village of Ebonwood, the cursed mansion of Lady Elara Blackwood holds dark secrets. Elara, a spectral beauty, haunts the halls after her loveless husband, Cedric, mysteriously disappeared, leaving a blood-stained letter. Victor, a writer, uncovers the mansion's tragic history, revealing Cedric's hidden love for Elara and his resulting suicide. By finding and sharing this truth, Victor frees Elara's spirit and brings peace to Ebonwood Hall

At the end

I wrote this to try and show how i felt when i realized that the facade that i put out was nothing more then a lie. The worst kind of lie because it robbed me of my identity leaving me a stranger within my self. Surrounded my the faces of people that claim to love me but the persistent question that never seemed to be answered is how can they when even i dont know me so how could they.

Whispers of the Midnight Sky

"Whispers of the Midnight Sky" In the heart of a tranquil forest, where moonlight paints the leaves with silver, I find myself lost in the enchanting embrace of nature's grandeur. Beneath the twinkling stars, I unveil my poetic soul's decree, As I share with you, dear Baskadia, the verses that set my spirit free. In the hush of midnight's tender sigh, the world is but a dream, A realm where secrets are whispered by the river's gentle stream. The owls, wise guardians of the night, lend their voic

YOU'RE THE LOVE I HATED!

Is it the obsession, Or the case is overrated. But I have to accept, You're the LOVE I HATED. yes you're the love i hated, a killing fascination, i self created. I always wanted to say this, but always felt, either it's too early,or I'm little lated. ain't matter it's only abhor you say, I'll always love you, my Rockstar Slay. I always stay in your honour, but to me you always FATED. truly i accept,you're the love i HATED. days or nights, it's only you. drowns or kites, it's only you. blur or si

I HATE NETWORKING FACE TO FACE WHAT SHOULD I DO?

Networking can be intimidating for many people, and it's completely understandable if you feel uncomfortable with face-to-face networking. Here are a few things you could try to make networking easier and less stressful: Find alternative networking opportunities: Instead of traditional face-to-face networking events, consider alternative ways to connect with others. This could include online networking events or social media groups related to your industry or interests. Focus on building relatio

Serenade of Harmonious Whispers

The canvas, a sanctuary of tales, Where diversity in creativity prevails. "Serenade of Harmonious Whispers" speaks, of joy and wisdom, where the soul peaks. Own a piece of this poetic trance, where whispers of wisdom and joy enhance.

Title: "Whispers of the Heart: A Tale of Enduring Love

Love

NSIB Begins Probe After Aircraft Skidded Off Runway At Lagos Airport

The NSIB is a multimodal investigation agency charged with the mandate to investigate transportation accidents and serious incidents in Nigeria with the aim of identifying the probable causes and proffer safety recommendations that can prevent reoccurrence. The Bureau said it will release the preliminary report soon. The NSIB will appreciate that the general public and press respect the privacy of the people involved and NOT assume the cause of the serious incident until formal report is release

Runway Royalty: Women's Collection Essentials for Every Occasion

The realm of women's fashion is a captivating tapestry of style, expression, and diversity. A women's collection, carefully curated and thoughtfully designed, goes beyond mere garments; it is just a reflection of individuality, empowerment, and the evolving dynamics of fashion. From timeless classics to avant-garde creations, a women's collection encompasses the entire spectral range of sartorial possibilities.At the heart of a captivating women's collection lies the fusion of design and functio

"Whispers of Forever"

In twilight's soft embrace, love's whispers sigh, Where moonbeams dance and stars adorn the sky. Beneath the velvet cloak of night's embrace, Two hearts entwined, in passion's sweet embrace. With every beat, a symphony of desire, Ignites the flames, a love that won't expire. In tender gazes, secrets are revealed, In silent vows, eternity's sealed. Oh, how the heavens blush at love's pure kiss, As lips meet lips, in sweet and tender bliss. Through fields of dreams, our souls take flight, Lost in

Whispers in the dark

In the small, isolated village of Ravenbrook, nestled deep within an ancient forest, a sense of unease had settled upon its inhabitants. For weeks, unsettling whispers had been heard echoing through the shadows at night, an eerie chorus that seemed to emanate from the very trees themselve As the whispers grew louder and more sinister, villagers began to vanish without a trace. Fear spread like wildfire, and the once-close community was now fractured, each person eyeing their neighbor with suspic

Whispers of Serenity: A Tale of Love, Laughter, and Life in the Valley

In a hidden valley veiled by breathtaking beauty, a mysterious house becomes the unlikely backdrop for an enigmatic tale.

"Whispers of the Unseen Tapestry"

In realms unseen, where dreams take flight, A tapestry woven with celestial light, Whispers of stars and secrets untold, A symphony of wonders, yet to unfold. Beneath the moon's ethereal glow, Where time stands still, and galaxies flow, Unveiling mysteries, both strange and rare, An enigmatic dance in cosmic air. Ethereal beings, with wings unfurled, Guardians of realms, ancient and surreal, They navigate through dimensions unseen, Where imagination reigns, vibrant and keen. In this realm of bou

Angel in flame

Don't judge me yet Listen to my story first They caged and broken my wings Now all i feel is the unending pain from the blisters around my hands. Don't burn me yet I was just here to dine and wine But they stole my identity and feast on me. Now as I burn to dust, remember my face The next time you see me, I won't be the angel you once met.

Episode 1: Whispers in the Attic

Episode 1 briefing Mystery: Bored on summer vacation, Zara discovers a mysterious amulet in her dusty attic. The amulet pulses with energy and grants her strange dreams of a pharaoh's tomb and a looming darkness. Intrigue: Her grandfather's old friend, Hamid, recognizes the amulet as the Amulet of Ra, a powerful relic. He hints at a chosen one and a connection to Zara. Suspense: The episode ends with Zara grappling with the newfound responsibility and the weight of the unknown

Whispers of Dawn

Poem Whispers of Dawn

Hate's Painful Grasp

Shrouds of darkness blocking out the light An unrelenting scourge with a voracious appetite It's cobweb of hatred entangles our hearts Devouring us piece by piece, slowly tearing us apart. We see it in the streets and we feel it in our fears It is a feeling that brings pain and tears We can't ignore it, try as we might As its powerful grip keeps us in its sight No matter how hard our efforts, hatred won't be quashed It will continue looming large until our trembling hearts have crashed So may we

Whispers of Forgotten Dreams

"Whispers of Forgotten Dreams" is a poetic masterpiece that unveils the enchanting beauty within decay. The verses paint a vivid portrait of an abandoned room, where each element—chairs, piano, walls—echoes tales of a bygone era. Through delicate words, the poem captures the soulful essence of time's embrace, inviting readers to own a piece of this evocative journey where beauty blossoms in the arms of decay.