Baskadia

Life

Life Life is a journey, full of ups and downs With twists and turns, and frequent rounds Of laughter and tears, of joy and pain Of sunshine and rain, that always remains. It's a rollercoaster, with peaks so high That take us to the sky, and touch the sky And valleys so low, that test our might But we rise and grow, with all our might. It's a tapestry, woven with care Of threads of hope, and threads of flair Of memories sweet, and lessons learned And love that burns, that always yearns. It's a pr

Call me star

Call me star For I was formed of the clouds of distress And of the dust of times Call me star For I have died a thousand times Yet I live a thousand life. Call me star I've been fed of the dungs of men's tongue. But still I escaped the daggers of their hearts Call me star for I am brightest at night When many give to fright Call me star For I survived hidden tears and many nights of fears Call me star Though now my heart be in shred I'm sure I'll smile in the end Call me star

You are just using me

Love is a poison that could kill

If tomorrow starts without me

If tomorrow starts without me Know that I'm just as lonely Know I feel nothingness inside me Know it's just as scary The day came the same The water flow the same Sky surrounds us the same But why it doesn't feel the same? If tomorrow starts without me Would u look for me on the couch beside you? where I used to sleep Would u see my reflection on the the mirror? That mesmerized me Would you keep my crown? which is broken now If tomorrow starts without me Would u realize I'm still here Just not a

Dear me

This piece is about accepting the reality as a writer. You being free to come out with what you are good at.

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Nobody ever told me; being strong leaves you defeated

Nobody ever told me ;being strong leaves you defeated Death calls my name And it sings a sweet melody Like a siren yelling Come to me I am caged inside my head I am a prisoner in my own body Begging for help But my voice falls silent Nobody hears me scream "Slit your wrist" "Walk into traffic and don't look back" "Jump" Jump. Just jump And I will set you free Pain in my heart But smile And you will be just fine Hide yourself Run Run until you lose yourself Am I lost? Nobody told me Being strong

Goodbye to the man I loved and didn't love me back

I could swear on my life You were supposed to mean nothing to me And now here I am and you meant everything. I accept it with my whole heart But Im at a point where I can no longer wait And see the light at the end of the tunnel When it's just absolute darkness I absolutely want to hate you so much But I can't And that's okay too I pledge to always re-invest that love into somebody else And to choose my happiness and certainty of mind always. Goodluck with life and I hope you don't still snore l

Break Me

Most times we are quick to assume that heartbreak comes only from lovers but boy are we wrong It is the people who we hold dear and call family For they have an inner access to our lives than others do So it is easier for them to penetrate the walls we have built around ourselves I’d rather get my heart broken by a stranger any day than let my family break that string Lovers are often replaceable but what do we do about family A nuclear unit created cannot replace the womb that bore us A child’s

Carry Me On

A poem that conveys not only words but also the true scenes that happens behind every painful yet silent love story, Carry Me On is one of poems that speaks for a lover and declares a question in mind, why the hope? Read and enjoy. _drichthepoet

Speak to me

Speak to me, my love, with words that flow Like a gentle stream, soft and slow Tell me of your hopes and dreams, Of all the things that make you gleam Speak to me, my love, and pour out your heart Let the words you say be a work of art Let them be a beacon of light, Guiding us through the darkest night So speak to me, my love, and let your voice be clear For it is the sound that I hold dear It is the sound that brings me peace, The sound that brings me to my knees Speak to me, my love, and let y

MEMOS

Darling mistress of Nirvana, One whose ecstasy brings fertility to the mourning mud. The reason of my own Had I abandoned thee To the reminent of this world? Certainly don’t agree. Let my departure Exhale no dereliction For the cause I had to upheld. The story I wish you could infer. Gregory have no say in this. The cambium of world chaos With his Catholic convey. I’m not at home with myself What is worse than death? Letting you go, what a torture. I crave for switch of fate, Where this never i

Could there be a better future for me?

There's hope for everyone as long as you're still breathing, don't kill yourself, read this story and be blessed by it.

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

Sentenced by me

a short but very interesting poem , written by : k.g

Title: Reflection of Me

Summary: "Reflection of Me" is a poem that dives deep into the concept of self-reflection and introspection. It highlights the significance of looking within oneself and understanding our perception of the world around us. The poem discusses how the mirror serves as a gateway to self-awareness and helps us discover our true identity.

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Lets Me not Be Ashame

I am not perfect But I strife to work on my defect. Like a mother hen, I protect my crown From peering eyes, praying I fall down. Their cheering are mere adulation They gaze not for admiration But for disappointment I see eyes filled with resentment Like an ant, I work diligently. Knowing, they are working tirelessly, To steal my crown and erase my name. Dear Lord, let me not be ashame. Ears earnestly waiting for my fall, Dear Lord, your name I call. They are plotting to steal my crown And see

The Ego...

Obviously the ego is the most precious here..a globe of amalgamation of energy threads, so complicated that the breath tries to undone it every moment...it doesn't even know when it have become that artificial globe of thread, ever entangled in its action, compassion and passion....... Simplicity is the "silence", which is freely flowing energy in space, yet without existence of "ego"- a depreciation and disturbances in flow how can ever we sense the flow. In the play of energy from being static

what are you for me?

You are my first love, And you are the last love too. You are the cause of my pain, And you are my pain too. Then how did you say You are nothing ।