Baskadia

Dancing Embers of Souls

A new poem from an anonymous poet...

A love with no end

Love sweet like summer's day That grows stronger, never fades away A love that never ends Full of joy, a never loss Something so precious, a priceless cost To hug and kiss and laugh and love Could no thing ever compare When boughs bend with the wind This flame will never wither, again Always watching over us, no matter what A strong love, binding us together Our hearts beat as one and it will never sever A love with no end, forever me and you A love that will never, ever fade away and stay true.

If bodies could speak

If bodies could speak What will it scream ? You're enough Your heart is worth every beat of what you think it isn't or shouldn't feel. THIS BODY YOU SPEAK OF wears your soul so often, so pure that no one else will wear it the same. This body houses air within your lungs and water amassing within your stomach, blood flowing through your veins. Vibrating in the frequency at which you chose. Your feet, a compass to the earth, a compass for your body. Your tongue, a pathway to creation. Speak and th

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

The poem that often reminds me of my sorrow

We wear the mask that grins and lies, It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,— This debt we pay to human guile; With torn and bleeding hearts we smile, And mouth with myriad subtleties. Why should the world be over-wise, In counting all our tears and sighs? Nay, let them only see us, while we wear the mask. We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries to thee from tortured souls arise. We sing, but oh the clay is vile Beneath our feet, and long the mile; But let the world dream otherwise, We wear t

Pretty girl

Pretty girl Why so much pain Why does she feel powerless Why is God not helping her Her relationship life is wreaking and life itself is the worst Pretty unlucky girl Sweet and gentle, yet luck is never on her side To make ends meet she goes through pain. Pain knows her Tears know her Pretty unlucky, so graceful and full of life, but life is never on her side Should she unlived herself Will it stop the pain and suffering So fucked and depressed she is wondering the world alone Don't know what an

Unbreakable pain

I just felt like writing this poem after going through alot of things and pouring out my mind through this poem seems to be the best.

Forbidden

012 I'm a fish with gills, And swimming is my skill. You're a bird with wings, With the air you do your thing. I'm always looking up at you, While you look down at me. No matter how hard I try to reach, I can't and end up hurt. I'll die if I go with you, Because I can't breathe above. You'll drown if you go with me, Because water is your weakness. No matter how hard we try, We can't be together and just end up hurting each other. For our love is forbidden. The love that shouldn't happen in the f

1. "The Road Not Taken" by Robert Frost: The poem presents a speaker who comes across a fork in the

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way lea

The Final Goodbye

Death is a mystery, It's a journey we all must take, A journey that's unknown, A journey that's hard to make. It's a journey that's dark and cold, A journey that's hard to behold, A journey that's filled with fear, A journey that's hard to steer. It's a journey that's filled with pain, A journey that's hard to explain, A journey that's filled with sorrow, A journey that's hard to follow. It's a journey that's filled with grief, A journey that's hard to believe, A journey that's filled with tears

Love poem

Heart warming love poem, a message to a distant lover.

Haunted Dreams

I had this problem of having nightmares early this year to the extent of not sleeping.I was afraid if sleeping but poetry kept me moving Writting out what and how i felt really helped me alot. Thank you poetry.

The Release

I held on tight, with all my might To memories of you and the past But my grasp began to weaken, As the hurt and pain amassed I tried to hold on to the love, That once was pure and true But I came to realize, It was time to let go of you I let go of the anger, The resentment, and the pain I opened up my heart, To let in love once again I let go of the sorrow, And the tears I used to cry I choose to focus on the present, And the future that's yet to fly I released the burden, That I carried all a

The promises he made

This is a loss and love poem The poem begins and ends in the usual formal way, however the poem informs as about a someone who made many promises to his lover in line (1-5). Now the lover is left with pain and regrets regarding the promises he made to her in line (6-9) The writter lists the time of the day he left his lover and how he disappeared and the regrets the lover is feeling in line (10-15).The poet uses the formal language of official notification in listing several nonsensical condition for tenancy, however the writter informs us that even though the love is left alone but she doesn't lose hope that he will return home and meet the promises he made to her in line (16-17)

love

In the realm of love, my heart took flight, A melody of emotions, pure and bright. Boundless passion, like an eternal flame, Love's enchantment, I can never tame. With every beat, my heart whispers your name, A symphony of longing, a burning flame. In your embrace, I find solace and peace, Love's sweet surrender, a divine release. Your touch, a gentle breeze upon my skin, Ignites a fire, a love that's never been. In your eyes, I see a reflection of my soul, A love story written, destined to unfo

POISON TREE

Once upon a time, when all men were equal No rich, no poor No law, no war And they thought they were FREE But, there lived a Poison TREE One bite, denied freedom for all. (c) Alex O'bor, 2020. All rights reserved.

Underwater

Everything went dark before my eyes I tried to take my last breath But my lungs filled with water That seems to be the end The last thing I remembered Was how I slowly sank to the bottom of the pool And passed out A sinking mermaid What a stupid situation I just wanted attention Because my parents ignored me since childhood

Beautiful Beyond Compare

A page from Superstar's Rhymes from The Songs of Lexicon about Belinda's true form.

Hard-Work

The path to success is not easy It takes hard work and dedication But if you're willing to put in the effort You will achieve your goals There will be times when you want to give up But don't give in Keep going, keep fighting And you will eventually reach your destination Hard-work is not always glamorous It's often long hours and hard labor But it's worth it in the end When you see your dreams come true So don't be afraid to work hard It's the only way to achieve your goals So get out there and

Life

Life To me life do not have an exact definition And at the same time life is not balanced Some are rich, some are poor, some are dead, some are alive, some can eat, some can not eat, some have food, some do not have food, some have a job, some do not have a job, some are black some are white, some are wicked some are Good, some are Christian's some are Muslims. If life is balanced everybody must be equal If you are rich, then I must also be a rich boy But if life is balanced life will not be int