Baskadia

CROWN YOUR FELLOW BEAUTIFUL...

Crown your fellow woman beautiful, don't talk her down simply because you are married and she's not, that your husband is richer than hers, that you have kids and she doesn't, that you made it in life and she's still struggling should never give you reasons to talk your fellow woman down. Crown her the queen that she is even when you know that you're higher than her. No woman is ugly, no woman is useless. Jealousy, envy and hatred has entered into your heart to destroy a woman like you. Love her

The evening view when the sun sets 🌥

SILENT DEATH...

Snake toxin is a perplexing combination of proteins and chemicals that shift from species to species. It fills various needs like immobilizing and processing prey, and at times, shielding against possible dangers. The following are a couple of instances of various kinds of snake toxin: 1. Neurotoxic Toxin: Toxin from snakes like cobras and mambas contains neurotoxins that focus on the sensory system. These poisons block synapses, prompting loss of motion, respiratory disappointment, and at last

Lord Ganpati Idol Making #parthgolakiyafilms Street Artist With Amazing Art...

Some Photographs Of Making Of Ganpati Bappa. Street And Local Artists Also Makes The Amazing Art. Salute Them For Their Beautiful Art. #parthgolakiyafilms #thecameraman #streetphotography

Big leader...

Imran Khan Best leader of the world 🌎🌎🌍

Sunset... shimla❤️

Queen of hills

Tower

view of the city of Kediri

Sadness is my only friend...

A Cry with no tears...

A bleeding heart

Loving... Even In The Grave

I visited Alina's grave at her father's house. I went into the house and found a large portrait hanging on the wall. Alina was tall, fair, and slender, above all, she was very beautiful with dimples. While I stared at the picture, admiring her smile, her father emerged from the bedroom with a walking stick in his hands. "She wanted to be a model. She worked on her weight and shape every single day. But I never supported her. I wanted her to be a doctor. A medical doctor just like me." I turned t

in the memory of...

the days they spend together were no less than a story , this poem explains how and what they did when they were together

Danish Artist Vandalizes Iconic Asger Jorn Painting of a Duckling ...

Danish Artist Vandalizes Iconic Asger Jorn Painting of a Duckling ...

You left me...

At first you seemed so perfect. every single word accompanied with your great smile from you felt genuine.. I fell for you,for sure I fell so deep. Each call and text till our first date, made everything beautiful. I thought I had you then you quit.

Love's bite...

Purple, Look into my eyes. You say you see purple, But I see deeper than that. I see blue that never fades and yellow that brightens my day. Teach me the melody that flows beneath your skin, When we're intertwined we wouldn't worry about flopping, I never felt any better. We could be our always our everyday love song we said? This love could lead us thousands of miles.

Confirmation...

confirmation of any in this society, who care about only outward sceneries, who have crude understanding of life is poisonous to my persona.... that's why I am lonely, a struggler in this jungle of thoughts, their confirmed laws and behavior which shows a rough knowledge... I have found myself that simple breathing leaves me content....so I am careless of people, their society and their relationship with me......

My life is so much more interesting inside my head...

My life is so much more interesting inside my head...

Buddy’s Pizza & Pizzerias Nationwide Raise More Than $10K on National Detroit-Style Pizza Day for...

Buddy’s Pizza donated $1 from every pizza sold on June 23 to The Salvation Army

Dinner With John

John and I had a conversation ahead of my birthday, during which we reflected on our journey and the transformations we've experienced. We also discussed the state of the nation, noting the recent civil strife and unrest, and shared our thoughts on the future of the country. NOTE: the space below is limited for details, but I have tried to capture the essence of our conversation.

Smile... A facade

He walked down the street. Shoulders held high and a song on his lips. Looking Serene, thoughtful and alive. His starch pressed clothes gave a sense of class. Heads kept turning with everyone he passed. Oh what happy guy! They thought and sighed. His heart so burdened but yet still beating. His mind so troubled but yet he kept moving. His mood so shaky but he still put up a front. No one else knew, but his creator. And yet we all assume , all smiles show happiness.

These thoughts...

Have you ever been driven mad by thoughts?