Baskadia

Fruitfulness Abounds

A bounty of nature's gifts, so sweet and so round. A cornucopia of colors, from yellow to red to brown. Fruitfulness abounds, in the garden and in the trees. A feast for the eyes, and a treat for the bees. A harvest of flavors, from tart to sweet and mild. A feast for the senses, for young and for old. Fruitfulness abounds, in the orchard and in the field. A feast for the palate, for the hungry to yield. A blessing of nature, for us to enjoy. A reminder of life's abundance, for us to employ.

Prayer-Filled Month: Happy new month my people 💕

As the month begins anew, My heart is filled with prayer, May blessings rain down upon us, And peace be everywhere. May hope ignite our souls, And joy fill up our days, May we find strength and courage, In all life's winding ways. May love surround us always, And kindness be our guide, May we seek to understand, And walk with grace beside. May we be the change we seek, And light up the world with care, May we shine like stars at night, And lift up those in despair. As this month unfolds before u

Inner Mind

These are poems born out of pure love from my INNER MIND , from my life. The words that consume all my heart, my mind, and my soul. Words which in itself make me whole. The words which bear my dreams, my pains, my passions, and my emotions Cheers 🥂🥂 to the poets whose words brought me on.

Poetry of Life

In the shadows, my heart cries, A melody of sadness, a silent river. Memories dance, in the seeping darkness, A symphony of longing, searching love. In the stillness of the night, Where the shadows creep softly, The echo of lost love, Haunts me as I cry. Memories are like thorns, Penetrating the soft skin, The heart that was once whole, Now broken inside. But in the midst of this pain, a glimmer of hope still shines, Because from the depths of the heart, Strength emerges in a silent scream.

Poetry

The cost of living May cost the living Life of the living What preys on one Is a prey to another On the hunt for food The hunter gets hunted And the cycle continues A cycle that hunts us all Life is a jungle The weak is subdued Even the strong is subdued by a stronger force

love sindhi poetry Ayoob Khoso

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2 line Poetry

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Love Poetry

Effluxion

Poetry

Live A Little

For the likes of me

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my father

poetry for father in heaven

Photography

Nigeria.Photography is a creative medium that involves capturing images using a camera. It offers diverse genres like portrait, landscape, and wildlife photography, enabling photographers to express themselves artistically and document the world around them.

Poetry

Poetry

Loneliness

Poem about Lonelinesssss

Poetry

The mind

The beautiful poetry

DRIP OF LOVE

There is something new in . Me i can't categories Its like you in me and me in you I'm terrorised You came without a pass unauthorized. Now its like your memories are authorized in my head am traumatized. When you appear at any scene damn I get driped down this drip they call love.