Baskadia

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

Love Poem

In fields of stars, our love takes flight, A dance of hearts, in darkest night. Your eyes, like galaxies, shine, A universe within, entwined with mine. Your laughter, a melody, pure and sweet, In every note, my soul finds its beat. Your touch, a whisper, like a gentle breeze, A tender caress that puts me at ease. Through seasons' change, our love remains, A steadfast flame that never wanes. In every moment, I'm lost in your gaze, A love so deep, time could never erase. Hand in hand, we'll face l

Love

Love, the sweetest thing on earth, That fills our hearts with endless mirth, A force that makes the world go round, And in its grip, we are tightly bound. It starts with a spark, a glint in the eye, A feeling that makes us feel so alive, A warmth that spreads from deep within, And fills us up like a bright, shining grin. Love is a flame that burns bright and strong, A feeling that lasts our whole life long, It brings us hope, it gives us light, And it makes everything feel just right. Love is a

I am Thankfull

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A sweet personality

The woman who loves me is my mother, She takes the trouble so we can go further. She is one who is sweet as bun, She taught us to be one.

A Best and unique poem for girlfriend!!

Poem

Live A Little

For the likes of me

MOD MODE ( poem by Lukman Nurudeen Adeniyi)

'Nature' Is What We See Poem by Emily Dickinso

'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.

Vacuum

There are so spaces in your life that can’t be filled

Poetry poem

Oldest Poetry

Beautiful, taman,

Pemandangan

Urdu Poem

میں جو بولا کہا کہ یہ آواز اُسی خانہ خراب کی سی ہے۔ آتش غم میں دل بھنا شاید دیر سے بو کباب کی سی ہے میر ان نیم باز آنکھوں میں ساری مستی شراب کی سی ہے۔

Lust Blinds Consequences

It says in Arabic: "When the eyes seeks lust it blinds the heart from the consequences"

Don't Weep

Poem (Don't weep) Written By: Me

Looking at how nature is so beautiful

My pose, broken pen 🖊️,book📖:ready to poem!

The position I take in comfort to write ✍️ my poems.Some prefer sitting in a desk , others like it on bed but no matter the position,we are just looking for comfort to best perform the art.

Rose of Jericho

Utter Uselessness

That feeling you get when you wake up late in the evening.