Baskadia

Resilient Dawn's Grace

MIRROR, kind and true, No judgment, just a view. BED, a friend in need, Listening as problems feed. DREAM, an escape's embrace, Reality's troubles we erase. RAIN, tears from the sky, Crying with you, never shy. DARKNESS, a hidden space, Your pain it will embrace. SHOWER, washing pain away, With each drop, a brighter day. MUSIC, healing artful sound, Heart's solace easily found. GOD, a guiding light, Through the darkest night.

AM NOT MOVED

Am not moved by what i see cos i know am definitely gonna conquer Am not moved about the circumstances that comes my way cos i know am gonna scale through . Am not moved by your irritating words cos there are better things ahead of me. Am not moved about the fancy things you put on cos my goals are beyond that. Am not moved about the insult cos it definitely not gonna add or subtract my values from me. Am not moved by your mockeries cos am appreciating you are depreciating. Am not moved by you

When I Hold You

When I hold you, the world grows calm, In your arms, everything turns gentle, The day's turmoil softens, a soothing balm, And I find refuge in your temple. Your embrace, a precious remedy, Against the troubles of daily grind, A tender haven, where love's the key, Where only peace and solace we find. When I hold you, I feel so strong, In this cocoon of tenderness, Worries dissolve, they're proven wrong, For near you, there's only readiness. It's in these moments, simple and true, That I find sola

A poem about winter

Here's a humorous poem about a grumpy old man who doesn't want to participate in winter activities: Oh Rajab Zamstran, oh grumpy old man, Why do you resist the winter plan? The snow is fallin g, the fire is lit, But you refuse to join in the fun and grit. You scowl and grumble, you shake your head, "I won't play in the snow," you say instead. You cross your arms, you furrow your brow, Like a grouchy cat, you won't let go. But why, dear Rajab, must you be so sour? Winter's joy is worth much more.

WHAT IS YOUR REWARD

you talk to tannish your neighbour's image, What's your reward? You go about people's house seeking for what you didn't keep What your reward? All because you wanna know the in and out of the person so as to use it as your topic. What's your reward? You pretend to love them but in their back you stroke them. What your reward? You pretend to be bossom friends but deep in your heart is evil What your reward? Hey, Why calling me your neighbour when envy is singing all over your body. What your rewa

The pursuit of true love is betrayed by true love itself

In the dance of fate, a man's pursuit, Chasing dreams, love taking root. He sought her heart with fervent might, In the realm of day and shadows of night. Her laughter, a melody, echoed sweet, He weaved his verses, laid at her feet. Yet, destiny played a fickle game, As she wandered off, another's claim. Through the tapestry of time and tears, He watched her drift, casting off fears. Another's arms embraced what he craved, Love's illusion, from his grasp, enslaved. In the echo of silence, he sto

WHAT DO YOU DEFINE AS PRIDE

what is pride in your perspective? cos a times you wanna be judgemental. Listen dear judge,that you call me by my name ,i wave my hands at you and don't wanna talk doesn't mean am proud. That you tap me with your hands to snap you then i felt your hands and wave my hands to say'NO' doesn't mean am proud. That i don't wanna talk at the moment you wanna talk doesn't me am proud. With all these little incident you call pride,Have i by any chance snubbed you? Remember i waved , cos in accordance

Poetry

In the bloom of youth, dreams take flight, A canvas of hopes, painted so bright. Eager hearts, chasing the sun, Adventure whispers, beckoning each one. Dance of laughter, in the moonlit glow, Friendships forged, like rivers that flow. In the tapestry of time, their stories unfold, Boundless potential, a tale to be told. Rebels of passion, questioning the norms, Breaking through barriers, weathering storms. In the symphony of youth, a vibrant song, Echoes of courage, resilient and strong. Yet, fl

DON'T BLAME ME

Don't blame me for being mean Don't blame for loosing my manners Don't blame me for being wicked Don't blame me,if am not a good giver anymore. Don't blame me ,if my heart is hardened. Don't blame me, if i no longer care about you. Don't blame me ,if i no longer share bonds with you. Don't blame me , if i no longer share bonds with you. Don't blame me, if i no longer respond to you the way i used to cos you caused it ,cos you know i was loyal like a servant who serves the royalties but you took

As Above, So Below

The Principle of Hermetic Philosophy

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.

PEACE

Peace is a pace to tranquility,it calms the atmosphere,it is an embodiment of love. peace resolves conflict, it bonds,it unites, it hasten progress. So why hate her?, why don't you want her?, why disturb her?,cos you think you own the key to violence. Do you think conflict is the solution,cos you think you have the power to fight. Mr man ,where is it gonna lead you to? Don't you have a remorse heart?, is there no act of sympathy in you?, why have you sold your heart out ? why have you de

I DON'T WANT

I don't wanna be an excessive talker cos a times ,i talk and dash out secret which is unhealthy. I try not to step on people's toes cos i don't wanna be involved in unnecessary argument. I take my time not to over do things cos i don't want others to get jealous and feel i wanna be the most love one. I don't wanna over give cos i don't know your motive knowing that experience they say is the best teacher cos i had engage my self into it ,with the ulterior motive in your heart you lay insults in

Unrequited love

Beneath your radar, I stand, a flickering flame, burning my self up for you to see, but you, lost in the darkness, can't even see my light. I am the candle, wax melting into the night, unseen, unheard, unloved. I am the moth, flying towards your flame, only to be burned and ignored, as if I were never there at all.

REVISIT YOUR PASSION

Growing up, you had passion to do things, you were so eager about it, that you wanna pull down the roof down. The keen to achieve your dreams were so high. You were optimistic about it, You were crazily in love with it that you wanna achieve it at all cost and by all means. But now, you drawing back relenting. The enthusiasm was there, so why do you wanna tell me that all of a sudden you no longer keen for it. My dear fix some senses into your brain, come back to the realities of life.cos it your pa

Shipwreck: Fragmented Destiny

006 With tattered parts and pieces, they patches each holes with the hope and spoken promises. The fragments of the ship shall be connected once again, to make the cruise float on the ocean's terrain. At the dock they rested, and on the unknown journey they got pasted; hesitating whether to continue sailing, or just crumble to the world's judgement and beating. The ocean's full of unknown, the things that yet to be accepted and known. So on the shore, they anchored, deciding to stop to go furthe

In His Life, I'm Not the Female Protagonist

In a world of tales, where each heart's a book, A girl believed, with a hopeful look. That everyone's the lead in their own rhyme, She, too, the star in her own sweet time. Through life's story, she danced with glee, Her spirit waltzing, wild and free. She thought, "I'm the main, the shining one, In the story of life, I'm second to none." But one day, a twist, a plot untold, A love story with edges rough and bold. She glimpsed his eyes, a captivating sight, Yet, in his world, she was out of sigh

Love poem

In the boundless sky, our love takes flight, Stars dance in the velvet night. Moonlight whispers secrets deep, As our souls in love, forever leap. Clouds like dreams, softly drift by, In our hearts, love's eternal sigh. With every dawn, a new embrace, Our love's story, time can't erase. So let us soar on wings of love, Guided by the stars above.

COMPARISON IN RELIGION

Comparison in religion has really eaten deep in the life of every believer. I am a christian, You are a muslim, They are traditional worshippers. what are the talking and discrimination cos every religion is built up with it own doctrine,so why not mind the religion or the group you belong to. Why the competition and the comparison cos every religion has it reason to existence . Why the comparison knowing fully well that they all belief in one true God,the most high who created heavens and ear

Night

Poetry on night