Baskadia

TRUE MASK OF POLITICIAN

Talks about what politicians live for in a third world countries

WHAT IF?

Talks about if we already living the dream why we still waiting to fulfill our potential. Maybe we already reach our peak while we thinikbg we just getting started

Kilio Changu Mwajiriwa

Kwa kweli nina hasira, kwa yale unayotenda Wewe ulo na ajira, mesahau ya kalenda Wanipa chache mshara, uso fika siku kenda Nimechoka na kuimba, nilipe na nitaenda Mwezi umekamilika, hadi lini tasubiri? Mwajiri waajibika, waniumiza kisiri Hu ni ukweli hakika, moyoni waniathiri Nimechoka na kuimba, nilipe na nitaenda Nazivunja zangu sera, nizokuwa nimetenga Nipe wangu mshahara, labda jumba tajenga Nikuwapo na subira, waniona mi mjinga Nimechoka na kuimba, nilipe na nitaenda Wewe wacha zako pupa!,

Incarcerated

The poem is about being afraid to be who i am because of the hatred and Rejection i will face if i don’t live to society's expectations of living.

Yaadein

Its about the memmories which takes place in the heart...

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Broken heart

This is a great heart breaking poem

For My Thoughtful Ocean

An ocean is beautiful

The promises he made

This is a loss and love poem The poem begins and ends in the usual formal way, however the poem informs as about a someone who made many promises to his lover in line (1-5). Now the lover is left with pain and regrets regarding the promises he made to her in line (6-9) The writter lists the time of the day he left his lover and how he disappeared and the regrets the lover is feeling in line (10-15).The poet uses the formal language of official notification in listing several nonsensical condition for tenancy, however the writter informs us that even though the love is left alone but she doesn't lose hope that he will return home and meet the promises he made to her in line (16-17)

Happy birthday poem to a friend

Happy birthday to such a wonderful soul, Plentiful with love, you made it to become one more year old, Still slaying like ever before, Serving prettiness and sexiness, Hope you enjoy your day to the fullest, And this chapter will be plentiful with happiness, Happy birthday to you my friend.

THE VISIONARY

Night dreams grant me to VisualiZe From being a real me To a Chosen Future Me In a NO Man's Land Executed To Make me Feel like Elevated, With Full Energy to be Assured, Of the two choices occured, In the Future of the Dead,and, The future of the resurrected, The Golden Voice will be heard, From the Unseen underworld, Loudly Shouting Written Words, On the Sky and on the Grounds, With Powerful Thunderstorms, Shaking every Point Vigorously, Trust me Nobody will Know When,but, The few minutes of the

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ONE NIGHT STAND

Write a diss but don't snitch, Because i kissed your dolly bitch, Now she ain't your hot sandwich, Fearlessly, she calls me king, With an average momentum of moving, Her bulls power, like am chart analyzing, Her voices to boom codes into cash, With a rising wedge strength to push, Her demands to strong resistance crash, For a new falling wedge oscillators, Of a smart brain to clean her fractals, After losers smash their strategies, No blames getting a new entry door, To make trend lines of buyin

Beauty poem

This poem talk about the beauty beyond measure.

वो औरत है

This is a poem about the journey of a woman fighting against the social beliefs, breaking stereotypes and achieving her dreams, finding her true potential.

तन्हाई

हम अपनों में गैर और गैरों में अपना ढूढ़ने वाले हैं, लेकिन फिर भी अपने अपने ही होते हैं.!!

Poem Titled: MUSIC

Music is the fruit of my soul It is something that can overfill a bowl It is my own wisdom, It is my kingdom In my mind it tastes like Mead When music sounds, I feel everything's right And I feel that I can fight Also, at times things get turned to songs As fast as I can I has been along With some sounds through my head I listen to music in maximum, And not in minimum A day without music is like being in jail, It is better to read than a mail To me music can never be dead When music sounds, my t

Bird-Understander

BY CRAIG ARNOLD

The Talk of The Town

An exploration of the emotions that rouse from the phenomenon called 'gossip.'

"Nature" Is What We See Poem by Emily Dickinson

"Nature" is what we see— The Hill—the Afternoon— Squirrel—Eclipse—the Bumble bee— Nay—Nature is Heaven— Nature is what we hear— The Bobolink—the Sea— Thunder—the Cricket— Nay—Nature is Harmony— Nature is what we know— Yet have no art to say— So impotent Our Wisdom is To her Simplicity.