Baskadia

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The ache of a fatherless heart, a poem of love and loss

Poem

It a love poem to a ladies

My best poem

Nice 👍 love you

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

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!,

MOTHER

Poem - MOTHER By - Ansh Pratap Singh (Auradeus)

Bad government

A government so bad, their eyes cannot see The pain and suffering of the oppressed beneath A desolation of choice, a dwindling democracy A heart so dark and filled with greed A corrupted ruling class, with no remorse Equality and justice, nothing but force The outcry of the people is falling on deaf ears As lives are hampered by their wicked cares Unyielding to progress, a world of despair Eliminating thoughts of hope, no chance to dare A continuous cycle of the same despair Nothing changes, the

Guiding light

Amidst the chaos, we find our way, In the night, we seize the day. In every moment, a chance to ignite, A spark of hope, a guiding light.

Mother's Love

Mother's love is like a river, It flows deep and wide, It never stops, no matter the weather, It's always by your side. It's like a warm embrace, That never fades away, It's there when you need it, No matter what you say. It's like a gentle breeze, That blows away your fears, It's like a bright light, That guides you through the years. It's like a beautiful song, That brings you joy and peace, It's like a warm hug, That never fails to please. Mother's love is like a gift, It's something that wil

Distracted Poet

Dark poem

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.

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.

Love poem

Un doux baisé déposé Sur tes lèvres sucrées Une caresse remplie de tendresse Une silhouette de déesse Des yeux si éclatants Un regard foudroyant Des mains si douces Et un coeur immense; La femme de ma vie Mes doux rêves de la nuit Ma princesse.

Poem of year

Poem:new year As the clock struck twelve on New Year's Eve, We bid farewell to the year that had left. A year of challenges, a year of change, A year of loss, a year of gain. The end of 2022, a time to reflect, On all that's happened, all we've neglect. But as the new year, 2023, begins, We look ahead with hope, with new sins. The future is uncertain, but we'll take the lead, And make the most of what life has to give us, indeed. We'll face the challenges, and rise to the test, With resilience a

Zubair Tarar Pakistani Poet

Zubair Tarar is a Pakistani poet and writer live-in Vehari

I Am because We Are; a poem by Aloo Denish Obiero

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