Baskadia

Poetry

Ghalib

My world

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Poetry

Sad 😭 Poetry

Poetry

Sad Poetry

The Blooming Love

The season is right I can smell the rains in the air It's time for my love to bloom again

Short poem

Rain drops with a desire To wash away some undesires... The cold wind flows as it has no destination Touches our soul with a sweet shiver.... Thunders struck with flash Unraveling the darkness around.... Clouds mingle with each other Creating a grey canvas of an unknown artist.... The environment dances without any tune Making our mind and thoughts sway with it....

Near yet so far

To the land of hope,a journey. Within my strength, a snail's stride. Embracing the thorns as the journey Unfolds,on a slow but furious ride. My flesh bleeds bitterly Sailing through the broken glasses That which illuminates brightly  The path of the fulfilled wishes Having sighted the land of vision I exhale merrily,a sigh of relief  That a thousand mile mission Will surely come to an end,my belief For it's near,yet so far it seems Getting there the struggle continues

IMAM ALI QUOTES

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poetry

Romantic

Life is a hard game

Gamer

My poetry

Is it nice

Poetry

Poetry

Breath

One of the poems from my book of poetry ‘Journey to Self’ available on Amazon

Up to you

I can't drag you into heaven or push you into hell.

The points accounts only when, millions others, follow now and then

Let me spit these rhymes first, before I get, to the points, and topic worst, Then the pick, of your crimes, sicking artist, to rehearse, From the core, sweating pore, swearing shore, with the daily chore, To study, with a buddy, for a lady, to be daddy, and be quite shady, With the quiet passion, tearing nights, with compassion, wearing whites, onto mansion, Gearing diet, with a pension, while hearing, me right from, the pension, Cheating the bloody, diddy tension, to beat the Jade e-invasion,

With Known Haters, Enters You, Renown Predators

Everyday’s been the same, within a prayer, of flame, Being ashamed, of the crisis, blaming the fame, for the demises, Teaming fate, with the dices, dreaming late, cheating the spices, Of hope, who beat the mices, of haters, with the vices, Meeting the later part, of our latter future, who greet me, to nurture the carts, with pleasure, And leisure, neat in closure, without the measure, Doubting the plagiarized ensured, about the plague, that raised, and cured, With the trust, as we piggyback, the

A letter from South Africa

Love is amazing. Love is MIRACLE. Even though you closed your eyes, you still can see the beauty of love

Days count in dance when you amount and glance

Amazing Poem By THE DARKEST STRANGER

Vacuum

There are so spaces in your life that can’t be filled

Alone

Being alone is scary