Baskadia

A Cry with no tears...

A bleeding heart

REGRETS AND TEARS

Seeing people happy and loved brings out tears because I see what I lost. Regrets is the emotion left in me wishing it never happened because it hurts to be stung by the pleasure of our memories which can't be bought. Deceived by your flawless facade oblivious that I'll be damaged. Yes being hurt for a year but no droplets of tears...just the consistent fears. Someone please drag me from this pit of darkness and loneliness, but I miss you so much that I forgot you hurt my feelings regardless. Wo

Silent Tears

The tears are silent The cries are quiet The heart is numb The feet are jelly No strength to stand Drained of all energy Stripped of all dignity A shadow I have become Forgotten I am An image taken A new one filled with despair An image of sorrow and sadness A gloomy figure I have forgotten how to smile I have forgotten how to laugh A story now I am A poem been told What I lost,I couldn't retrieve MY SILENT TEARS

I've A Million Tears In My Eyes

Wrote it after seeing today's news about Bangladesh: www.instagram.com/p/CeoEbxANAqn/

End In Tears

We sometimes make mistakes in life which can't be corrected, we sometimes let go of some people we love, we care about, and the mistakes we did drives them away from us but we till need them because without them we feel incomplete.

Ode to Life: A Tapestry Woven with Laughter and Tears

Life, a tapestry so vast and grand, Woven with threads of every strand. Births and deaths, a constant hum, Love and loss, forever come. Laughter rings, like windblown chimes, Echoing through childhood's climes. Sun-kissed days and starry nights, Chasing dreams in joyful flights. Passion burns, a fiery pyre, Setting hearts and souls afire. Love's embrace, a tender hold, Stories whispered, never told. Loss descends, a whispered sigh, Tears that fall from tear-filled eye. But even grief, a teacher

Tears of Women (episode one)

This is a story of a mother and three girls striving through tough times and still struggling till date

Tears From Jessy

It was Drizzling that Sunday evening when out of boredom I decided to go online, Facebook precisely to kill the boredom through good chat with friends. I logged into my accout, behold a young beautiful girl that bears the name Echefulachi, an Igbo traditional name which means "Do not forget God" wow, I exclaimed because that happen to be my native name too and haven't seen anyone who bears the exact name. "Hey beautiful' i initiate a conversation. " Hello handsome" she reply almost immediately.

THE TEARS OF A MOURNING SON CHAPTER2

Continuation of the tears of a mourning son chapter 1

THE TEARS OF A MOURNING SON CHAPTER3

CHAPTER THREE His fame and fortune has spread across the world which arouse hatred and jealousy from some people who would always seek to bring him down.Various plot has been mastermind for his downfall but all prove abortive. He has a parent who would always be there for him on all circumstance. As the hatred from people aggravates, they revert to kill him, that’s the only way his success can be hindered. They concluded. It was a bloody night with the most tragic event of his life, the enemies

Tears

It's unfair I can't fight you back So I just let my tears out of the dark You've just open a faucet in my eyes Letting my angriness turn into cries But man, don't you recognize I'm just now trying to be nice I can kill you with kindness When I'm in my madness Well I guess I'm a good actress So don't let me undress

Tears of a Mother

"Tears of a mother" is a phrase that often symbolizes the deep emotions and sorrow a mother might feel in various situations, such as when her child is in pain, distress, or facing challenges. It conveys the powerful and universal bond between a mother and her child.

Rain filled with tears 😢

In the pouring rain, tears streaming down, Silent screams echo without a sound. From the depths of your being, a cry released, A wound unseen, pain never ceased. When your heart plummets, heavy and low, I understand your storm, the tempest's blow. I know your melody, your soul's refrain, Though your story's secrets may remain. Diverse souls we bear, unique in our frame, Yet intertwined, connected all the same. For in shared experiences, we unite, Embracing the human journey's light.

Tears

sometimes the hurt will never subside so easily, it will linger in the heart, specially if loving the person was true and pure

HEARTBREAKS WITH AGE

Tell me you've not been hurt before and I'll have hope in humanity! The older we get the more vulnerable we become because we think our experiences have made us handle relationships better...the past made us stronger...deceits more clear...forgiveness more obvious....the uncertainities predictable....our love certainly decisional and mostly WE BECOME LIBERAL. As I sit right here almost 2am in the night Kenyan time I am filled with tears. Because aging has not protected my heart from being broken. Dating and experience has not made me immune to emotions. Compromise has not provided me with my soulmate. Tears run down my cheeks because I am no longer a child but a mature lady crushed in my vulnerabilities. Love has no school, heartbreaks have no degrees. The older I get the more I fear to love unconditionally and whole heartedly and miss out on true happiness. I am still crying because the world cannot save me from myself and I cannot tell who to give these broken pieces anew.

The Fallen drop of tears

Perhaps, You’re unknown of the price. Although just a solitary droplet from a molten heart It has touched the earth with a thousand words within. As it scatters laden with soil Let the breeze come and touch you. In the dark night when the moon is nowhere to be seen, The world seeks for its beam. When the lonely wind touches me The lightning within my heart Tries to come out in the world. My heart always in fear of the fall…..! With the dew from the Himalayas Play my longing eyes This ever flowin

Emotions of tears

This poem explained that sadness trap human so his emotions dried up. He does not wanna cry to letting out his sadness.

THE TEARS OF A MOURNING SON

THE TEARS OF A MOURNING SON CHAPTER ONE The cloud had gathered as the trees dances to the heavy tune of the wind and the atmosphere changes to the coercion of the wind. But despite the forces of the approaching rain, the day was welcomed with lots of busy schedule. Children were on their way to schools, workers heading to their various workplace and market women were not left out in the busy duties of the day. “Ah! Ah! Ah! Help me” she screamed out loud in pain reaching out to her neighbours for

The spirit's

I like video games.

Hello. How are you doing?😊 I am currently obsessed with a game called "The Legend of Zelda - Tears of the Kingdom -" on the Nintendo Switch. I am almost to the end of the game. But I keep taking side trips because I don't want to finish the game. It will be a while before I see the ending...😅 Do you play games? What kind of games do you like?