Baskadia

I'm tired of this fight

I'm tired of this fight Stop making me your punching bag I am worth more than that I am not your door mat I am not something you can use Then abuse when you are done Thrown out Like yesterday's garbage When you no longer need me I'm tired of this fight That you have already won I feel and I ache Until my bones feel broken And it gets difficult to move I sit in agony Knowing I am not what you desire Knowing that it is just a matter of seconds Until you rip out my heart again Until you shoot me wi

Mother and nature

MOTHER AND NATURE Love untold Truth unfold Beats so pure Pains endure Time drew near Cry was heard In pain she smiled Beholding her fruit But tends to fade As her fruit beat began to faint Worried she became Lost in all complexities Joy restored as miracle visit Caged by the fruit never to exit Now a teen waxed in beauty Young, fragile, fair with purity Time on flight;life took of its mask How to run on a bad track There comes a better life With a price for my pride Tears became a sudden wife Ye

My Parents

How my parents supports me after my failures

"Mother"

A poem about the love of a mother.

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.

Florists and growers say buy local blooms for Mother’s Day to avoid giving mum a chemical surprise

If you knew the flowers were sprayed with weed killer, would you still buy them for Mother's Day? This Sunday, flower growers and florists are urging customers to choose locally grown blooms to avoid the chemicals in imported products.

Mother love

She is someone who cares for her off springs, feeding and nurturing them, at times protecting them from external threats. Mother of a child is a perfect example of selfless devotion and love. She could undergo any amount of penance in order to protect her child or children. Mother also acts as a mentor or guide, introducing the world to her off springs, at the same time ensuring their well being. The love of a mother knows no bounds and surprisingly animals too display a strong sense of motherho

"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

Mother's Love

Mother's love is like a river, It flows deep and wide, It never stops, no matter the weather, It's always by your side. It's like a warm embrace, That never fades away, It's there when you need it, No matter what you say. It's like a gentle breeze, That blows away your fears, It's like a bright light, That guides you through the years. It's like a beautiful song, That brings you joy and peace, It's like a warm hug, That never fails to please. Mother's love is like a gift, It's something that wil

The Last Song for my Daughter

A mother's love is an unconditional love.

Time

Time flew

My mother

The one that gave me life, The one who's cared for me all the way. The one that's there when I cry, The sunshine of my day that person is my mother ,she stood up for me when I gavr up everything my mother is my everything

My mother

..."Mother she called again. This time louder than first time, but there was no response from the woman in front of her. She had called over and over, trying to know what had gone wrong. To know what she had done to receive such a treatment from her birth Mom Mother! She called again as she advanced toward the woman who still maintained her position. "I thought I had established a daughter-mother relationship" she asked herself but got no response. She moved closer again, close enough to see her

My mother my strength

Lovely mother RIP

Betty Shabazz: A brave widow,loving mother and advocate of the oppressed.

Betty "Bahiya" Shabazz was a social activist, a civil rights advocate, and the wife of slain civil rights activist Malcolm X, like her husband she was a vocal advocate for Black empowerment. She was born Betty Dean Sanders on May 28, 1936. While her place of birth is uncertain, she was raised in Detroit. Her father Shelmam Sandlin and mother Ollie Mae Sanders were unwed teenagers. They were abusive to Betty, so at the age of 12, she was fostered by African American couple Lorenzo and Helen Mall

Mother Africa : Embracing the Nurturing and Resilient Spirit of Africa and personifying the continen

In the heart of the earth, where wild rivers flow, Lies a land of enchantment, where legends bestow, A tale of a mother, so vast and so grand, Her name is Africa, a jewel in the sand. Mother Africa, with arms open wide, She cradles her children, side by side, In her nurturing embrace, they find their home, In the depths of her love, they'll never be alone. Her skin is a tapestry of colors untold, A mosaic of cultures, a history unfold, From the savannas to the towering peaks, Her beauty is endle

VALENTINE OZIGBO MOURNS WITH FATHER EBUBE MUO NSO ON THE LOSS OF THE CLERIC'S MOTHER

NKWELLE EZUNAKA, Anambra State – In a solemn gathering filled with notable figures, Valentine Ozigbo, the respected Nigerian business leader and 2021 Anambra Gubernatorial Candidate, attended the funeral of Late Ezinne Grace Udefi Obimma, mother of Rev. Fr. Chibuzo Emmanuel Obimma (Ebube Muo Nso). The burial Mass, held on Wednesday, January 10, 2024 at St. William's Catholic Church in Nkwelle Ezunaka, Oyi LGA, Anambra State, was officiated by His Grace, Most Rev. Valerian Okeke, the Catholic Arc

MOTHER

Poem - MOTHER By - Ansh Pratap Singh (Auradeus)

Mother's love

In a world filled with wonder and might, There's a love that shines with every daylight. A mother's heart, a radiant flame, Guiding us through life's adventurous game. She holds us close, her arms embrace, A haven of love, a comforting space. Through trials and triumphs, she stands strong, A beacon of hope when things go wrong. Her whispers, a lullaby of sweet grace, Melting away worries, leaving no trace. With gentle hands that wipe away tears, She soothes all fears, erasing our fears. Through

The love of a mother is incomparable