Baskadia

Siwa Tere

Siwa Tere

Fear.

I fear being forgotten, my name and face lost in time. Memories of me faded from existence. Binding me to nothingness. So much ambition with zero direction. As time Flys past isolation and a destructive self image emerges fear becomes all consuming my lips speak into existence the pain and suffering as if i were the orical of destruction. My every step seems Beleagure my very existence. Words spoke from frustration have resulted in the futility of salvation. I stand now a statue of irony an exam

Padayon: A term that means "Go On"

It's a one ticket bus ride which means one of us should stay, let me be that one; when the time's right and fate will remain patient - let's meet on the end of the platform.

wood fire or life

Wood fire or life It burns and emits orange-gold colour, so beautiful and magical how it waves. It give warmth to the surrounding because it exist for participial purpose. It does not live long it has short lifespan but has ability to cook, cool and warm depending on the purpose why it was alight. This sounds like a wood fire but it is life.

Opinion

Opinion We all have mouth, most can speak. There will always be opinion we can all think, but not every thought is an opinion and not all opinions merit a kiss. People have right to be opinionated and I have a right to reject any opinion.

"صوت الحب الصامت"

تجلس وتشاهد من بعيد، قلبها يفيض مثل جرة. عيناها تتبعه حيثما يذهب، ولكن شفتيها مغلقتان ولا يعلم أحد. تشتاق لأن تخبره بما تشعر، أن تخبره أن قلبها حقيقي. ولكن الخوف والشك يعيقانها، مما يترك حبها في نقص مستمر. تحلم باللحظات التي يمكنهما مشاركتها، بالضحك والحب والرعاية اللطيفة. ولكن في ذهنها، إنها مجرد خيال، لأنها لا تستطيع أن تعترف بحبها، ترون. قلبها يئن مع كل يوم يمر، فهي تخفي مشاعرها، خائفة جدًا من القول. تتساءل إذا كان يشعر بالمثل، أم إن حبها هو في النهاية عبث. ولكن حتى لو لم تتحدث قلبها أبدًا، ح

Women's art

best green field

Trees

In the realm of life, treasure I seek, A precious gem, elusive and meek, Its power immense, its allure so grand, Treasure, a concept, I strive to understand. Treasure, not just gold or jewels so bright, But moments cherished, bathed in pure light, A lover's touch, a child's innocent smile, The warmth of friendship, that goes on for miles. Treasure lies in nature, in fields and in trees, In the gentle whisper of a summer breeze, In the vibrant colors of a sunset sky, In the melody of birds soarin

Beginner bodybuilder

Don't wish for it, work for it

The suffocating Crisis

I don't know how long can justice fight The corruptness that grows because of people's fright The world that we currently see Is cruel and will never be free Now under this small tree I'm wondering the world I wanna see Full of those who only wants to help Where is it? I humbly ask myself Whatever the reason might be I ponder on when can I see A world that is peaceful from land to sea But honestly? I think it's never meant to be Oh please let me ourselves free Open mind and heart is the only key

Sendirian

Ubi kukus dan wedang jahe

AGEING and LIFE

How growing has been 🥺

JUST YOU.

Be with someone Who makes you happy 😊 Because no one understands you better than you 💌👌

Lying down writing,writing a poem.

If life had no love?😭is a question that can never be answered.Sandra is a good friend of mine,but distance has put us apart.And I still love her,it's deep down in my heart.If the sun didn't love but we had the moon,where is the love? Life is love.

End police brutality

It is all about police brutality in the world...

Sober

Feeling something again

Soliloquy

I had several friends during school time. But when I moved to the other city for my graduation,I really couldnt fit in with the rest of my classmates. I feel like a complete stanger,a ghost often times. But even then there are a slect few who care.

Poem

Sad

Don't die before your death

Muniba Mazari