Baskadia

LOGOS; PROJECTION IS BUT SOUL

Spiritual poem about the origin of the soul

Soul loves mom💙

Unconditional love of mother.

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

Freedom

Freedom exists where? Above the sky? In the depths of ocean or beyond this life? I've heard cries of birds, screams of water and the souls screeching behind the veil They didn't find freedom There's no escape then? You're trapped inside your own bones Squeezing from all sides Suffocating Is there light to this dark? My dark, nothing like yours We're stuck in different shades of dark But we are looking for the same light Does that mean our destination is same? Paths led us on different directions

LONE SOUL

A writing going out to those who feel lonely yet they always wear a smile to cover their inner screams

Lost Soul

I was a lost soul, stuck on the dark. Wondering around if I can still go back. Collecting stones everytime I saw some - to be used as a sign where I came from. And what if the sun won't give me a light? Monsters too strong, I can't fight. I'll be begging with my knees on the ground, Please help me, don't let me drown. Honestly, I'm a man in callow. Still survives with full sorrow. I hope one day, an ethereal beauty - will soon find and get me.

Words of soul

There is a rainbow in my eyes, It is talking with touching the two eye lashes, Is this a magic, Rain Will give hot.... I am seeing my mom's face in you..... First time in my life, I am confusing without knowing what is the reason.... You came into my life like a mirror, You show my image in front of me... My heart filled by dreams, Its all because of you...

The Soul .

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

Lonely soul

Sometimes people find you weird and end up being lonely

ABYSS

a poem about a girl who has been through the pains of love but cannot share

Spring love

Poem of spring love written by me..

The soul's journey

This is the journey of soul. When soul dies, she has to choose one way.

Exploring the Mystical Language of the Soul

The human experience, in all its richness and complexity, is often thought to be a blend of the material and the ethereal. Among the most profound aspects of our being is the soul, that enigmatic essence that lies beyond the physical form, carrying within it the potential for transcendence and deeper understanding. Throughout history, many cultures, traditions, and spiritual practices have sought to uncover the true nature of the soul and the mysterious language through which it communicates. Th

What is Spirit and What is Soul? A Closer Look

Spirit and Soul are often used interchangeably, as though they mean the same thing, but they are two distinct entities. Spirit refers to something intangible and unseen that flows through all living things, providing us with a sense of purpose and connection to the world around us. Soul is the essence of who we are, the part of us that is eternal and that transcends physical death. It is the part of us that has wisdom and understanding beyond what we can comprehend in the physical world. Our sou

It is love

Words to express what is love in your heart

Crying soul

In the tender whispers of twilight's embrace, A sweet poem weaves its grace, For a little crying soul to find solace, In verses that gently mend and erase. Through teardrops that glisten like stars above, Love's essence whispers with gentle love, In each line, a warm hug to enfold, To heal the heart, so weary and cold. With stardust ink and moonlit rhyme, The poem sings a lullaby sublime, Embracing sorrow, embracing pain, A comforting balm to ease the strain. Oh, little soul, don't you weep, For

A dead soul's poem

Just me, trying to cope up with loneliness and online class.

The beyond

The mountain is my grave, I'm God's breath, I go up and down, I want the sky and the earth wants me The stars pull me by my hair and the nails of the coffin hold me by my feet The darkness screams to me "Down!" And the sun says "Up!" to me I'm the uncomforted of the horizon I'm the night watcher of countless graves Emptying his eyes in empty skulls I'm the cause of bad dreams.

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

ABYSS 2

continuation of abyss