Baskadia

Victory

A moment of triumph, A feeling of joy, A sense of accomplishment, A prize to enjoy. The hard work and dedication, The sweat and the tears, The long hours and effort, All paid off in the end. The goal was achieved, The dream was won, A victory of the heart, A champion has been born.

Resilient Dawn's Grace

MIRROR, kind and true, No judgment, just a view. BED, a friend in need, Listening as problems feed. DREAM, an escape's embrace, Reality's troubles we erase. RAIN, tears from the sky, Crying with you, never shy. DARKNESS, a hidden space, Your pain it will embrace. SHOWER, washing pain away, With each drop, a brighter day. MUSIC, healing artful sound, Heart's solace easily found. GOD, a guiding light, Through the darkest night.

An Advice About Life

A page from a section of The Songs of Lexicon entitled, A Father's Words, which is about a father advising his son.

HAVEN

Until the clouds cry out all of it's tears, Until the sun is out of its energy and can't give out light, until the moon and stars expire and become extinct. My love for you and our love will never die. As long as you can hear or see me, nothing else matters and it is more than enough reason for me to love you unconditionally. I'm human and can err, yet I would love to believe that with you in my mind and heart error is not part of my language. Even when you're far away from me your love makes me

MA - The poem by habu

Mother is very valuable person in the whole world. In your bad time, no one will help you, there is no one care about you without your mother. So love your mother, care your mother because only she deserved it from you.Love your Other cause she aspects it from you in her every single time.

A poem about winter

Here's a humorous poem about a grumpy old man who doesn't want to participate in winter activities: Oh Rajab Zamstran, oh grumpy old man, Why do you resist the winter plan? The snow is fallin g, the fire is lit, But you refuse to join in the fun and grit. You scowl and grumble, you shake your head, "I won't play in the snow," you say instead. You cross your arms, you furrow your brow, Like a grouchy cat, you won't let go. But why, dear Rajab, must you be so sour? Winter's joy is worth much more.

Lukman Nurudeen Poem

Barbarities and Cross-fertilization Peace and war are not relatable Evil for war, good for peace So, forbid evil and wrongful transgression. Edify people that war is unpalatable Spread peace, a service to folks, Prove humanity is a single nation. Strive to advocate peace, so imperturbable Peacemakers do ably restrain all barbarities Ever to uphold peace — their mission. © Lukman Nurudeen Adeniyi

Nature-inspired poem for you

The poem is a nature-inspired piece that paints a serene and vivid picture of the natural world. It describes a tranquil setting with fields of green, wildflowers, and a crescent moon. The poem conveys a sense of wonder and the beauty of nature, highlighting the connection between nature and human emotions. It also emphasizes themes of love and friendship, creating a tapestry of words that captures the essence of the natural world and its significance in our lives.

The last wolf

Beneath the fading moon's soft glow, The last wolf treads where shadows flow. A sentinel of ages old, In tales of wilderness, its story told. Majestic spirit, fierce and wild, Guardian of the night, undefiled. Legends woven through the trees, Whisper of strength in every breeze. Lone survivor of a primal land, Pawprints etched in the shifting sand. Eyes that hold the secrets deep, In twilight's realm, its vigil to keep. Oh, last wolf, your howl shall fade, But in our hearts, your memory's laid.

Silent longing part 2

a love peom of a girl who cannot express her feeling to the guy she loves

The Poet's Realm

An amazing poem from an anonymous poet. Do you like the poem bellow?

Dreaming Wide Awake

.... How strange to dream of you, awake, I find, When sunlight bathes the world in golden hue. Your presence lingers, etched within my mind, A haunting specter, vivid and anew. In daylight's realm, where reality lies, I walk amidst the bustling, conscious throng. Yet thoughts of you, unbidden, mesmerize, As if our souls were bound, forever long. Your laughter dances in the gentle breeze, Soft whispers echo, though you're far away. A phantom touch, a fleeting moment seized, Emotions swirl, where

Monday blessing

A Monday morning blessing to you, To start the week with a heart of joy. Let peace and love fill your soul, And grant you the strength to find your goal. May you always find comfort in the small things, And the courage to take risks and spread your wings. As you rise today, may your spirit be renewed, So you can take on whatever comes your way with ease. Here's a Monday morning blessing to you, To bring you hope and courage too.

I Better Take My Leave

It's a sad story to be left alone in this world despite your effort to be a better person. This poem is full of emotion that I can't just live with.

A Fool's Tale.

Everyone's got a Fool's Tale, it just depends on when it's told.

Top three words of love from B.J Habibie .

If you are experiencing romance problems read these words so that your relationship can be repaired again because separation is not the end.

Rain filled with tears 😢

In the pouring rain, tears streaming down, Silent screams echo without a sound. From the depths of your being, a cry released, A wound unseen, pain never ceased. When your heart plummets, heavy and low, I understand your storm, the tempest's blow. I know your melody, your soul's refrain, Though your story's secrets may remain. Diverse souls we bear, unique in our frame, Yet intertwined, connected all the same. For in shared experiences, we unite, Embracing the human journey's light.

A feeling

So often I smile without a course, and get lost in the moment laughing alone. The felicity I have is so sone, so that I laugh alone without a joke. All this wode because of persist intuition. A feeling without dimensions and edges yet in description can exhaust all pages, and on the surfaces its my ignition for instinct. A feeling that is very exciting, yet a rumor says it can be easily be extinct. A barrier of active and passive is fine margin. A feeling of perceptions and impressions. A feelin

I Am With You

In the shadows dark or sunlight's gleam, I am with you, a guiding beam. Through trials faced, you're not alone, I am with you, steadfastly sown. When winds of change start to blow, I am with you, a calming flow. Through stormy seas and skies of blue, I am with you, forever true. In laughter shared and tears that fall, I am with you, through it all. In moments of joy and sorrow's strife, I am with you, your constant life.

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