Baskadia

3 A.M

I am a person with lived experience of bipolar mood disorder. Insomnia is one of my struggles .

Sketch

I love this person very much. I find it insulting to make it with my own hands but still I make it by looking at it with my heart to make my heart happy. My family has separated me from my love but my breath is now connected to his breath. Even today when I close my eyes I see his face in front of my eyes and I feel like I have found paradise in this world. How can a person become so important to us, O God, you have made love, then why has he separated me?

A dead soul's poem

Just me, trying to cope up with loneliness and online class.

The day after tomorrow.

Through this day, you absconded with my heart. Tearing me slowly apart, with your eyes trembling, and ready to let me go. And I, always ready. Waiting for you to revert to someone who you was. Today you said goodbye, but still my arms are open for you. Let me remind you the things that we have done together. Those nights that was deleterious for me to face, you protected me. Those days when I was facing dilemmas, you solved it for me. At times that I was facing almost my death, you tried to make

So NC.

Hi all people

THE PHILOSOPHY OF HUMAN LIFE! Poem

The days of a man passes like a whirlwind, but the power of life and death lies in his sayings... Humanity From the day a man is born, trouble and sorrows follows him/her. One lives to experience abundance whilst the other welcomes pain and poverty.

Crushed Can on the Football Field

I'm a crushed can on the pitch drunk up empty What day it is? maybe half sunny half rainy What stadium this is? I can never tell The teams that clashed I may never know Maybe Barcelona versus Liverpool Or Manchester United versus Chelsea Each assumption leads farther from the truth The player that drank me might have been one... Probably a player from the losing team Though lifeless I could hear him quake within. I may be just a crushed can on this football field But every creature has it's own

The points accounts only when, millions others, follow now and then

No summary for my darkest poetry, Darkest Stranger Led a peaceable life, When they were not troubled With other folks' strife. -Some random rhymes in summary for users to help what to make with these

Don’t judge a book by it’s cover

No summary only poetry we live for rhyme with no extra time.

Alone

The unfinished memories

A Sky-like Mind

A Sky-like Mind Nash Pelaez A mind is calm sometimes Like a morning sky where there’s a sun that brightly shines I wish everyone can ever feel the calmness on their own Where there are no troubles in their minds whenever they are all alone A mind is bright sometimes Like a night sky where there’s a moon that lights up the world during night time I wish everyone can ever see the brighter side of everything Where there’s always positivity yet searching for it sometimes is such a hard thing Our mind can also be like a Sky with thunderstorms Where sometimes we can’t let it stop or it cannot be controlled But a mind can also be like a Sky full of stars Where we can see many possibilities in life even if those are really far We all just need to know that our mind works beautifully Just like our universe that is made by our God wonderfully Even if there are hard times in life just like thunderstorms raging in the sky May we all remember that just like a rain it will always pass-by

Poem Titled: "Virtuous Woman "

The poem portray, a lady who posses, all the attributes of a real woman. She has all the values as a real woman.

Flame

The Self worth

At The End Of It All

A short poem on love

The Reflection (a short story)

I found her to find myself

A Friend

It's my happiness

There Should Be No Condition In Love

There shld be no conditions in love But your love is based on conditions Stars in your eyes that glittered for a while They have begun to extinguish the candles of love, When that image of yourself falls in your own esteem When your own darkness starts to surround you Then you will come to me, beloved This light is burning, it will always remain burning for you When someone breaks your heart When someone leaves you in suffering Then come to me, beloved My door is open, and will always remain ope

Wounds

A game that starts

The Red Wheelbarrow

BY WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS so much depends upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens

Tears

It's unfair I can't fight you back So I just let my tears out of the dark You've just open a faucet in my eyes Letting my angriness turn into cries But man, don't you recognize I'm just now trying to be nice I can kill you with kindness When I'm in my madness Well I guess I'm a good actress So don't let me undress