Baskadia

A Blessing of Grace

A blessing of grace, a gift from above A source of love, a source of hope A reminder of all that we have A reminder of all that we can be A blessing of grace, a chance to start anew A chance to learn, a chance to grow A chance to be the best version of ourselves A chance to make a difference in the world A blessing of grace, a chance to be kind A chance to show compassion, a chance to be brave A chance to be a light in the darkness A chance to make a positive impact on the world A blessing of gr

Beginner bodybuilder

Don't wish for it, work for it

Dark And light

My mouth maybe silent My mind is the complete opposite My imagination it runs deep Of thoughts beautiful And sweet Sometimes dark And sometimes Light simutanrously spiraling within Black And white,Dark And light Both complete each other And mostly represents every Living thing Balance its MY sign but somehow Ironically its the most thing I struggle to actually find What Can i say but Trough it all having A beautifully chaotic mind Is something about me That i mostly really like 

New month prayer

Dear Heavenly Father, We give thanks for a fresh start, As we enter a new month, Let us have a thankful heart. We pray for guidance and strength, To search for better days ahead, Lead us out of times of distress, Help us to know when to take a rest. We pray for faith and resilience, And for others, may we share Your grace. Help us to use our time wisely, And see Your goodness in each place. We thank You for Your everlasting love, Your presence that is always near. Your goodness remains unwaverin

The Labours of our Heroes Past Shall Never Be In Vain

Whenever the verse comes to my mind I feel sorry for the lives lost during the fight for the freedom, Their labour is beginning to go in vain the pain is starting to come again... More lives is to be wasted but the future is very dim... No reflection of hope , all expectations is drenched, the hope is lost, no one believes in himself anymore, talented young people are kept in the shades with no hope of chasing their dreams that way they give up their passion and go for farming which is not his d

Father, my first idol

It is Poem about father. You make father as idol.

Sad

Sadness is a heavy rain cloud; That hangs over me all day It's so hard to express out loud; The sorrow that comes my way. I'm so easily weighed down; By each thought and emotion My eyes brim with sadness; My heart is a dark ocean. It's hard to feel the warmth; When I'm surrounded by cold I try to find the strength to rise; But it's a weighted hold I give in to sadness; And let the loneliness consume I'm desperately seeking happiness; But it's become such a huge gloom. The sadness never fully lif

Nigeria bleeding

Nigeria's heart is broken in two, Terror befalls us, what shall we do? Blood and pain fill our skies, Our land which to us never dies. We are drowning in oceans of sorrow, No solace found in tomorrow. Our hopes and dreams have been crushed As our soul still stirs and hushes. We see the future filled with despair, Nobody seems to care. No change or progress in sight, As we all suffer our plight. We have forgotten what it means to have joy, As our fate brings us toil and toil. We are dying, we are

LOVE POEM

"Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all: What hast thou then more than thou hadst before? No love, my love, that thou mayst true love call— All mine was thine before thou hadst this more. Then if for my love thou my love receivest, I cannot blame thee for my love thou usest; But yet be blamed if thou this self deceivest By wilful taste of what thyself refusest. I do forgive thy robb’ry, gentle thief, Although thou steal thee all my poverty; And yet love knows it is a greater grief To bea

The suffocating Crisis

I don't know how long can justice fight The corruptness that grows because of people's fright The world that we currently see Is cruel and will never be free Now under this small tree I'm wondering the world I wanna see Full of those who only wants to help Where is it? I humbly ask myself Whatever the reason might be I ponder on when can I see A world that is peaceful from land to sea But honestly? I think it's never meant to be Oh please let me ourselves free Open mind and heart is the only key

Top three words of love from B.J Habibie .

If you are experiencing romance problems read these words so that your relationship can be repaired again because separation is not the end.

Lost lover

Lost lover, where did you go? The one I loved with all my soul, Your presence once brought me light, Now my days are cloaked in night. I search for you in every place, Hoping to glimpse your loving face, But you are nowhere to be found, And my heart is left unbound. The memories of our love still remain, A bittersweet reminder of the pain, Of the moments we shared so true, When I was whole, and I had you. I know I cannot turn back time, Or undo the mistakes that were mine, But my heart still lon

Nigeria Election

A fiery race for ambition, hopes and dreams of a new nation. Disruption, chaos and disruption all under the banner of election. People on their toes, giving it a go ideologies clash, political divide show. Days pass away but their hearts will not decieve keep their fingers crossed it's the will of people they must receive. Voices calling, shouting to be heard anxiously forced to cast the ballot. One man's voice shall guide the flock bringing us closer to the state we look. Gather together, march

I DO NOT LOVE EXCEPT BECAUSE I LOVE YOU (POEM)

I do not love you except because I love you; I go from loving to not loving you, From waiting to not waiting for you My heart moves from cold to fire. I love you only because it's you the one I love; I hate you deeply, and hating you Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you Is that I do not see you but love you blindly. Maybe January light will consume My heart with its cruel Ray, stealing my key to true calm. In this part of the story I am the one who Dies, the only one, and I w

'DEATH' a POEM

a poem about death, and how it is end and where we find peace,

POVERTY #SHORT POEM_✍🏾

I cried loudly for help ...I turn round looked back Nobody seemed to answer I see only a bleak future The land of the wicked Reeling off in sobs Dignity vanished into the air... Come to me for arrogance, disrespect and wealth... said money in a proud voice

Pretty girl

Pretty girl Why so much pain Why does she feel powerless Why is God not helping her Her relationship life is wreaking and life itself is the worst Pretty unlucky girl Sweet and gentle, yet luck is never on her side To make ends meet she goes through pain. Pain knows her Tears know her Pretty unlucky, so graceful and full of life, but life is never on her side Should she unlived herself Will it stop the pain and suffering So fucked and depressed she is wondering the world alone Don't know what an

illustration of 'Row, Row, Row Your Boat' poem

Life is Nothing But A Dream Row Row Row Boat Poem

Sendirian

Ubi kukus dan wedang jahe

New week blessing

A time for new beginnings, A fresh chance for change, A time of hope and potential, Let this new week arrange. May times of joy and laughter Bring us out from our walls, And miles of memories made Drive away our sorrows. As the week unfolds its fortune, Let us be graced with good luck, In mind, body and spirit, Our paths can never be stuck. A blessing for a new week That our lives may be blessed, A chance to learn, improve and grow, And our worries laid to rest.