Baskadia

A Friendship Like No Other; A Birthday Like None Other

A birthday wish from Lexicon to his best friend. Taken from Birthday Wishes of The Songs of Lexicon

A Gust of Wind

A Gust of Wind is a page from the Words of The Betrayed from the Songs of Lexicon said by a heartbroken Man.

I love you yet I feel more

I love you  yet I feel more. Ever since I laid my eyes on you something change inside my heart. I lost my reasoning, and be impulsive. When you appear I stagnate but  thinking of you I blast in bliss  . When you look at me I fall into a trap, of looking the most enchanting being, hence I shy and look away often. My strength just dissolve in your smile. I become sweet, soft and fluffy. There is something that I feel inside, but it become lost in translation. All I can say is I love you yet I feel

That which was supposed to bring warmth

What is this? This pain in my heart Why is it there? Because I gave away my heart That which was supposed to bring me warmth Brought me pain She who was supposed to help lick my wounds Became the source of my pain It's funny how life is Having relationships in life Simply is not easy It may be worse than being alone in life Words Of The Betrayed Songs of Lexicon LEXICON'S LEXICONS

wood fire or life

Wood fire or life It burns and emits orange-gold colour, so beautiful and magical how it waves. It give warmth to the surrounding because it exist for participial purpose. It does not live long it has short lifespan but has ability to cook, cool and warm depending on the purpose why it was alight. This sounds like a wood fire but it is life.

Opinion

Opinion We all have mouth, most can speak. There will always be opinion we can all think, but not every thought is an opinion and not all opinions merit a kiss. People have right to be opinionated and I have a right to reject any opinion.

LOVE OR FEAR

Poetry

Marriage or Obligation

Often in Africa, or in many parts of the world People don't marry because they are actually prepared, But because the circumstances led them to do it as if it were something better in the world. Was it marriage or an obligation? Since people are already united! Getting married because the parents made it or because there are no conditions for survival, In an insecure environment, full of uncertainties about the future That forces someone to choose the path of marriage to stop the influence of in

Poem about Marriage

Several times when we look at the present generation, We may wonder about the reason for the marriage; Many marry for money and not following the love of their heart, with caution; Has the value and concept of marriage already changed? Now it requires courage? The modern generation has a different view of marriage than the previous ones; Today, one day they are married, tomorrow they file for divorce. Had the wedding performed been serious the day before? Or anguish for the bones? Marriage that

Poem

Comedy

Sonnet 7: will you still love me?

Sonnet 7: will you still love me? When this beauty fades will you still love me? This was her words questioning my intentions. I dwell in my mind before I manifest my Revelations, being analytical and honest not to be crème. My answer is the truth it do not decay with time for I don't want to be a subject of prosecution, and only truth will be my protection. Here is my answer for "will you still love me?" The subject of my love is the subject of your conduct. I love the peace that has bonded int

A Loving Sensation

A page from Songs From The Other Man explaining his inner feelings when he received a heartfelt message from his love.

They Aspire

They Aspire Its flabbergasting when spectators are astonished I tried to conceal my path and yet viewed like cinema. I am not a public figure but my actions are figures, well documented and displayed like perfect picture being traced and analyzed like next opponent in the fixture sometime being trapped their desire is capture. For being honest and just they hold grudge. For picking my path and dwell on it they judge. For being myself they trick, tempt and wish I budge, for they disturb my peace

Home

A site where you will be consumed by happiness, and it composed  tranquil,  so cleanness of all harm and evil composed in the world. The bond is not defined by any physical matters but it composed of elements that are real matter. Elements of care, companion, trust, truth and love. Not defined by the structure of dwelling but defined by people and atmosphere of dwelling. A place of belonging, a place of identity is a home.

A Chaotic World To Nurture

Superstar's first rhymes after The Existence created him. From a section of The Songs of Lexicon called Superstar's Rhymes

Guard your peace

Learn to speak the truth so that you guard your peace. Be honest with your diagnosis so that you may heal. Don’t conceal rather reveal because that seed consist weed. Our hearts are loamy and that weed will bloom. Compromise but you must know how to prioritize. Guard your heart and protect your mind. on red flags don’t turn a blind eye, and don’t pretend if something is not alright. Consult your conscious for consent before you conduct your inner peace and actions should not collide. Your organe

Anger

I have taught myself to forgive my offenders so I let go of anger. Though they may not have remorse nor apologize for harm they set on me but I have learn to forgive and let go. Anger is like uncontrollable fire the only way to stop it is to burn out. When let burns it acts like a laser with a strong radiation that is poisonous. Anger is infection, it cause harm. Anger is very flammable like a fire, destroying nature to pave for dire, So that weeds like hatred can bloom. The best way to burn out

The Other Man's Tragedy

A page from The Songs Of The Other Man from Songs of Lexicon.

A Confession From The Other Man

A poem by The Other Man telling his love about himself and the things he had noticed in her behavior.

A feeling

So often I smile without a course, and get lost in the moment laughing alone. The felicity I have is so sone, so that I laugh alone without a joke. All this wode because of persist intuition. A feeling without dimensions and edges yet in description can exhaust all pages, and on the surfaces its my ignition for instinct. A feeling that is very exciting, yet a rumor says it can be easily be extinct. A barrier of active and passive is fine margin. A feeling of perceptions and impressions. A feelin