Baskadia

Fruitfulness Abounds

A bounty of nature's gifts, so sweet and so round. A cornucopia of colors, from yellow to red to brown. Fruitfulness abounds, in the garden and in the trees. A feast for the eyes, and a treat for the bees. A harvest of flavors, from tart to sweet and mild. A feast for the senses, for young and for old. Fruitfulness abounds, in the orchard and in the field. A feast for the palate, for the hungry to yield. A blessing of nature, for us to enjoy. A reminder of life's abundance, for us to employ.

There was a country

Once! There was a country That held hope for her people Whose leaders were the youths role models Whose people were the most disciplined Whose military were the nation's pride Whose students were the nation's erudite Whose economy prospered and flourished Yes! There was a country Whose neighbours were envious Whose citizens were contented Whose environment was friendly and peaceful Whose military strength, Was nothing compared to her neighbour's Yet she was satisfied and happy There was a countr

Incarcerated

The poem is about being afraid to be who i am because of the hatred and Rejection i will face if i don’t live to society's expectations of living.

THE SINFUL POEM.

The poem should be sorry to itself. It is a felony to fall in love and loved as one of many options. The poem and I should not fall in love, It is a short cut to grave and no human being can be trusted. A sin to a poem is to show that God is the source of all problems to his people. In additional to we have no one to trust at all.

Love Poem

A gentle word like a spark of light, Illuminates my soul, And as each sound goes deeper, It’s YOU that makes me whole.”

Lost in the Endless Night : A Poem of struggle and hope ✨

Love : A Wild Goose Chase

He falls in love with her physique and intellectual; but it ends up in tears. Is love an illusion?

"Beloved Mother: The Eternal Flame of Love"

In the realm of love, a celestial presence, A beacon of warmth and unwavering essence. She is a mother, beyond mere mortal ties, A symphony of grace that never dies. Her gentle touch, a soothing balm, Calming storms, bringing tranquil calm. With eyes that hold a universe of care, She embraces all burdens, willing to bear. Her voice, a melody, soft and serene, Whispering wisdom, a lullaby unseen. In her embrace, fears find their release, A sanctuary of love, a shelter of peace. She nurtures dream

Poem

Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams For when dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow.

if it's beautiful

A poem that describes the events of social turmoil but is covered by the darkness of the night.

How Do You Want to Die?

A Poem by: Danje E.B

Graceful as a Swan

Soaring through the sky With elegance and poise Graceful as a swan Floating on the lake So delicate and light Graceful as a swan Dancing in the wind Soaring with the breeze Graceful as a swan Gently gliding through The beauty of the night Graceful as a swan

A Birthday Wish From Lexicon And The Fantastic Four

A Birthday Wish composed by myself and four of my closest high school friends, namely, Dr Rhyme AKA Superstar, Don Diego De Shotingo, Hygienic and Gill Sam to a certain lady in high school that has made it's way into the Songs of Lexicon.

The Physical Worlds

A poem which brings to light the different kinds of physical worlds we have and live in. Taken from Different Worlds from The Songs of Lexicon.

Poem

Greatness

The journey of greatness, Though known but to a few, Can take you higher Than you ever knew. The profound feeling of triumph, As you craft a life of beauty, Can lead you to greater heights Rising up to your own greatness. Challenges you'll face, But victory will come, As with faith and courage You make greatness your own. The strong will carry on, And greatness will reign, Invincible, remarkable.

The Star - little cosmologist

A brief, jerking summation of the young heart pining for love - and the bitter resentment that grows when her love goes unrequited. Note that her enmity is focused on this elusive 'her', and the lover himself is portrayed as gentle and giving - a gross overstatement, Ladies and Gentlemen. @little.cosmo

New month

In the realm of time, a cycle begins anew, As the old month departs, the new month breaks through. With each rise of the sun, a fresh chapter unfolds, An unwritten canvas, waiting to be told. September arrives with a gentle embrace, A month of transition, a change in its pace. Leaves whisper secrets in the autumnal breeze, Colours of amber and gold adorn the trees. The days grow shorter, the nights a bit colder, As nature prepares for its grand transformation older. In this tapestry of time, a c

Broken 💔 and bruised original poem

Broken 💔 and bruised original poem

The Isolated Porcupine

A poem about little porcupine