Baskadia

Night

Poetry on night

Vengeance

A fiery wrath that burns within, A thirst for justice to begin, A cry for retribution loud, A vow to make the guilty bow. The heart that's broken seeks to heal, But vengeance is the only meal, The pain that's felt is hard to bear, And justice seems so far, unfair. The rage that's felt is hard to tame, The hurt that's caused is not the same, The one who caused it must be punished, And justice must be truly finished. The darkness that surrounds the soul, Is hard to shake, to make it whole, The lig

Poem

In the twilight's gentle hue, Where whispers of dreams renew, A lone rose blooms in quiet grace, Petals soft, a delicate embrace. Moonlight weaves through branches tall, Casting shadows like a gentle thrall, Stars above, their twinkling light, Painting stories in the night. Silent breeze, a lover's sigh, Caresses leaves as they flutter by, Nature's symphony, a whispered song, Echoes timeless, serene and strong. In this realm where time stands still, Hearts entwined, a tranquil thrill, A fleeting

A POEM TITLED LONELINESS

To the lonely souls, don't worry, I've got you.

The Child's Cry: A Poem on the Tragedy of War"

This is a sad poem on war inspired by the Ukraine and Russian war.

The poor grape seller boy(poem)

In the scorching heat, a boy stands tall, Selling grapes, his dreams he recalls. A humble soul, with calloused hands, He weaves his way through life's vast lands. Each grape he holds, a story untold, Of resilience and hope, so bold. With every cluster, he shares a taste, Of perseverance and strength embraced. Beneath the sun, his spirit shines bright, A symbol of courage in the harshest plight. Through dust and toil, he perseveres, A silent poet amid life's tears. In his presence, a lesson we fi

A POEM ON "THE VICTIMIZATION OF THE BODY".

This poem addresses such a deconstructionist approach on how a person is always undergone to a kind of symbolic subjectivity, and thus, being reified under the hellish centrality of capitalism.

Failure and Success (poem by Lukman Nurudeen Adeniyi)

Failure and Success Failure is a part of success If you tumble, just rise again Develop success from failures and plight! It's a rough road to greatness Dare risk, don't die before pain First forget pessimism, resilience is regnant! Don't be a thing of circumstances Find yourself inspired, for there's gain In this world were achievers prevalent! © Lukman Nurudeen Adeniyi

Poem on nature

Nature's tapestry, a sight to see, A canvas painted beautifully. From rolling hills to crashing waves, The world around us misbehaves. The sky so blue, the grass so green, A symphony, a visual dream. The rustling leaves, the chirping birds, Nature's music, so full of words. The sun sets fire to the sky, A show of colors, watch it fly. From golden hues to deep reds, It dances and it waltzes. Nature's beauty, all around, A treasure that can always be found. So take a moment, pause and see, The wor

Double Trouble: Falling in Love with Two

The poem describes the experience of falling in love with two people at the same time, creating a complex emotional struggle for the speaker. The speaker is torn between two individuals, both of whom they deeply care for and appreciate. The poem captures the sense of confusion and uncertainty that accompanies such a situation, as the speaker tries to reconcile their feelings and make a decision.

Unveiling shadows

Unveiling Shadows

Love poem

In the boundless sky, our love takes flight, Stars dance in the velvet night. Moonlight whispers secrets deep, As our souls in love, forever leap. Clouds like dreams, softly drift by, In our hearts, love's eternal sigh. With every dawn, a new embrace, Our love's story, time can't erase. So let us soar on wings of love, Guided by the stars above.

Mother's Longing

I dedicated this poem for my son, now in heaven. I want to express my feelings trough this poem.

THE GOLDEN BANK

The Golden Bank is an African poem that looks at the struggles of the African youths.It also depicts how some people(elites) make the ordinary to suffer.These people keeps on dreaming to the heart of the Golden bank(raw talent). The poem seeks to encourage the young African to keep moving and not looking back.The ‘flower’ here appreciates life because it is now living the life of her life. The poem also is full of a lot of literary devices for example;personification,apostrophe etc

Poem 'Friends'

This is the poem of friends ,to express that friends are important in every field of life .The poem tells us that friends are important in our life and we enjoy a lot playing games which means we are same .We play together in the bright sunshine and enjoy together in sunshine.

Poet Lukman Nurudeen Biography

BIOGRAPHY OF LUKMAN NURUDEEN ADENIYI Born (on 10th January, 2002) and bred in Oyo State, Nigeria, into a devout Yoruba Muslim household, Lukman Nurudeen Adeniyi, aka Lonia, is an internationally acclaimed litterateur and activist who earnestly discusses and advocates sustainable peace, human rights, democracy and justice, education, health and economic welfare for humankind, and also the existence and privilege of black race. Even though Yoruba is his language, English became his major literary

My Mom

The poem pays tribute to your mom, acknowledging her love, care, and strength. It highlights her unwavering support, selflessness, and wisdom, emphasizing her impact on your journey. The poem expresses gratitude for her nurturing presence and comfort, celebrating the unbreakable bond between you and your mom. It acknowledges her as your eternal home, symbolizing love transcending time and distance.

Love poem

Love you guys

A Half Remembered Dream

In my dreams, a fading voice calls upon me from a loud echo, From a sunless sky, out of the bleak night, a shivering hand reaches out to hold; From the ground beneath, shreds of fog rises to seal me within As my feet stomps on charred bones I stretch my arms forward and give command; rise, o charred bones rise, o fallen; soldiers, princes and peasants alike. Rise! An army forms around me, not of flesh and blood An army forms around me, of bones and rotten armour Battle awaits, we March! Who can

Fruitfulness Abounds

A bounty of nature's gifts, so sweet and so round. A cornucopia of colors, from yellow to red to brown. Fruitfulness abounds, in the garden and in the trees. A feast for the eyes, and a treat for the bees. A harvest of flavors, from tart to sweet and mild. A feast for the senses, for young and for old. Fruitfulness abounds, in the orchard and in the field. A feast for the palate, for the hungry to yield. A blessing of nature, for us to enjoy. A reminder of life's abundance, for us to employ.