Baskadia

Words

Like an infectious disease at bodily opening floating inside like aromatic scent at nostrils, that is how the sound wave travels through ears processed and integrated in the brain and words manifest. Once altered cannot be retracted so they manifest. Like a virus in the system  emotions are corrupted. Leaving the permanent mark through the thoughts, doubt and worry are some of the output and proof, depending on magnitude in input reflects output. Like radiation harmful words are poisonous. To th

At The Piano

008 Let our fingers dance. For now, let's cover ouselves with ignorance, For this too will end later Like a piano performance on the theater. Glide your fingers on the keys, Go and create perfect harmonies. Let your fingers dance on the piano. Let the music travels on the patio. Ease your mind and feel the piece's message. Play with your heart and unviel the mirage. May you hear my 'I love you' Hidden at this piano performance with you. At the piano I play, Hoping you understand what I relay. Th

Coffee

Treasure that cannot be spilled, You'll choked when not being cared That sweetness that gourmets search, The aroma which no one could match, Its bitterness is its natural fragrance As if its soaked on hot springs— Being mixed by Shiva's silver spoon, Filled upon Aphrodite's lovely cup— It was a masterpiece by the gods, As the essence of that resourceful taste; It will never end and fade in the tongues of man, It is such a reminiscing fantasy that no one wishes to wake up, As its savors spread up

DESTINED FOR DOMINION

I had been shattered, I had seen hell on earth. Realities of life has been the order of day in my life. I had been stroke with illness, Stroke With the fear that am not gonna make it, Stroke by the enemies of frustrations. I had heard voices that said, i won't be on the top most top.. I had mingled with people who call their selves my friends and family but deep in their heart is clustered with jealousy and strive. I had seen and heard a daughter of Jezebel who once said in quote "you are useles

"Reflections of Inner Peace"

In the stillness of morn, as the sun first awakes, I find solace within, where tranquility takes. Reflections of inner peace begin to unfold, A sanctuary of serenity, like stories untold. In the depth of my soul, I find a sacred space, Where worries and struggles gently erase. A mirror of peace, reflecting inner light, I bathe in its glory, surrendering to its might. The chaos outside seems to fade away, As I immerse in this haven, day after day. Each breath a whisper, embracing my core, A gentl

There was a country

Once! There was a country That held hope for her people Whose leaders were the youths role models Whose people were the most disciplined Whose military were the nation's pride Whose students were the nation's erudite Whose economy prospered and flourished Yes! There was a country Whose neighbours were envious Whose citizens were contented Whose environment was friendly and peaceful Whose military strength, Was nothing compared to her neighbour's Yet she was satisfied and happy There was a countr

All the love that I forswore

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A new day

There it is! The beginning of a new day Dawn arrives!!! And gives to the world A little light to sustain us And then again! It gives birth to sunrise Which according to some Is the real beginning of a new day The day gracefully progresses into noon And men sheltered about Trying to hide From the sun's hot rays Alas!! Nothing lasts forever! So the sun again progresses Slowly to the sunset Which is a short period of time Before being succeeded by dusk And darkness all over As children are tucked i

Loving you keeps on becoming easier

Loving you keeps on becoming easier Some people want to hit the rainbow nation, I just want to make you my nation. Taking you on a very romantic vacation, and have some good times in island nation. Since we became a unit, my life had a few tweaks. How I am ignoring and ditching my friends. As weird as it sounds I even missed my team’s games because your love is competing with my interests. With you emotional intelligence is growing bigger, my love for you keeps on getting deeper. As these love c

Sonnet 7: will you still love me?

Sonnet 7: will you still love me? When this beauty fades will you still love me? This was her words questioning my intentions. I dwell in my mind before I manifest my Revelations, being analytical and honest not to be crème. My answer is the truth it do not decay with time for I don't want to be a subject of prosecution, and only truth will be my protection. Here is my answer for "will you still love me?" The subject of my love is the subject of your conduct. I love the peace that has bonded int

The Storm Is Over

The poem is about the peace that comes after trying time

Is That a Giant Still Wearing a Pant?

IS THAT A GIANT STILL WEARING A PANT? Indeed there was a country Now a cynical kind of Eden And in this Eden things fall apart Ties ripping apart Blamed on devil's tit for tat. Wait o, is that a giant still wearing a pant?! A grand neither where it was nor where it should be? With rivers where fishes drown or even die of thirst? Where the abnormal is normal and the normal, abnormal? Where the most expensive is cheap and the cheapest, costly? The beautiful is ugly and the ugly is beautiful? Is th

Gratitude

Gratitude, oh sweet gratitude, How you make our hearts uplifted, With every moment that we breathe, You remind us how we're gifted. For every dawn that breaks the night, And every bird that sings its song, For every friend that brings us light, We thank you, gratitude, so strong. With every challenge that we face, You show us how to persevere, And with your gentle, loving grace, We find the strength to conquer fear. In every smile that we receive, And every kindness that we see, We feel your war

The Fallen drop of tears

Perhaps, You’re unknown of the price. Although just a solitary droplet from a molten heart It has touched the earth with a thousand words within. As it scatters laden with soil Let the breeze come and touch you. In the dark night when the moon is nowhere to be seen, The world seeks for its beam. When the lonely wind touches me The lightning within my heart Tries to come out in the world. My heart always in fear of the fall…..! With the dew from the Himalayas Play my longing eyes This ever flowin

Valiant

016 She's the girl full of glee, Each day she's smiling happily. She gives light to others' days, By her being bubbly. She's the girl full of dreams, In midnight cold she's burning her eyebrow on flame. She works hard to be the best, Even though it's hard she insists. She's the girl who is degraded by society, They say she dreams too big and is greedy. They said that she can't reach her goal, Because she's even lesser than a lump of coal. She's a girl who works with heart and passion, She proved

Insomia

024 This shit is keeping me up all night, depriving of sleep and rest. Always making my eyes wide open, feeding the bags under it. It's already morning and my eyes are still open. The rooster's shouting loudly, a sign that morning is near. But I am still here, wide awake. I tried to close my eyes so I can enter into dreamland. But this shit is keeping me up, turning me into a living corpse the next day. My brain is chaotic and loud, always thinking of 'what if's' and future. It won't shut up no

I will rise up

A man's wish to rise up. Taken from Words of Encouragement and Hope from Songs of Lexicon

Man and Dream

In the wide world, man walks, A heart full of dreams, hope ahead. Search for the meaning of life footprints in the sands of time Among the stars, the soul flies freely. Full of emotion joyful and also sad Humans dance on the stage of life. In a branching story they search for meaning Engraving traces of the story in the eternal destiny sheet. From stardust born man shines brightly But also vulnerable to the darkness that comes. Reaching for the stars, stringing dreams in the sky, Human, you are

The thunder of a distant gun

This poem is written by Tamina Anderson from Canada. Poet's photo is attached with the poem. 🔥

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