Baskadia

This is a poem that i used to sing while am lonely and heartbroken

Reminds me of my sad times

Way out of reach

What Is Love?

The image consists of an original poem asking what love is.

Poem

A beautiful poem that express my feelings convenient way

Embrace of Hearts: A Hug-Filled Poem

In warm embrace, two souls entwine, A hug, a moment, so divine. With arms outstretched, a gentle touch, Love's language spoken, oh so much. In times of joy, in depths of woe, A hug can heal, let hearts aglow. No words required, just open arms, A soothing balm, with tender charms. It speaks of care that words can't tell, A hug can bridge the distance well. Connection found in arms' embrace, A precious gift, a warm embrace.

Poem

Sad

TRUE MASK OF POLITICIAN

Talks about what politicians live for in a third world countries

A poem that describes my feelings for my "dad".

Poetry

اپنی تصویر کو انکھوں سے لگاتا کیا ہے ایک نظر میری طرف تیرا جاتا کیا ہے تو میرا کچھ نہیں لگتا لیکن اتنا تو بتا دیکھ کر مجھ کو تیرے ذہن میں اتا کیا ہے

My best poem

Nice 👍 love you

ME

Trying to understand ME

poème d'une mère à son fils

Mon cher fils, mon petit amour, Depuis que tu es né, mon cœur s'est rempli de bonheur, Tu es la plus belle a choisi que j'ai jamais connu, Et chaque jour, mon amour pour toi continue de croître. Je me souviens de ton premier sourire, Et de tes premiers pas timides, De ton rire enfantin et de tes yeux pétillants, Tu es ma plus belle réussite, mon enfant. Tu as grandi si vite, mais pour moi, Tu seras toujours mon bébé, mon trésor, Et même si tu voles de tes propres ailes maintenant, Je serai toujo

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!,

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

Night

Poetry on night

Poem

Say fine thanks Say thanks for all that you have Say thanks for all the love Thanks for things you have And not for shove, Say thanks for life so good, Say thanks and touch wood, For this time Happy Thanksgiving Day to you!

best season best memories

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

Poem