Baskadia

A Half Remembered Dream

In my dreams, a fading voice calls upon me from a loud echo, From a sunless sky, out of the bleak night, a shivering hand reaches out to hold; From the ground beneath, shreds of fog rises to seal me within As my feet stomps on charred bones I stretch my arms forward and give command; rise, o charred bones rise, o fallen; soldiers, princes and peasants alike. Rise! An army forms around me, not of flesh and blood An army forms around me, of bones and rotten armour Battle awaits, we March! Who can

Negative Thinking.

Definition. Negative thoughts are cognitions about the self, others, or the world in general that are characterized by negative perceptions, expectations, and attributions and are associated with unpleasant emotions and adverse behavioral, physiological, and health outcomes.

Bring me the Goddess

I called Theia But the one who showed up was Nyx I called Euphrosyne But the one who showed up was Oizys Whom should I call? Here in the times that I'm alone I want to go back But what should I find when I returned?

In His Life, I'm Not the Female Protagonist

In a world of tales, where each heart's a book, A girl believed, with a hopeful look. That everyone's the lead in their own rhyme, She, too, the star in her own sweet time. Through life's story, she danced with glee, Her spirit waltzing, wild and free. She thought, "I'm the main, the shining one, In the story of life, I'm second to none." But one day, a twist, a plot untold, A love story with edges rough and bold. She glimpsed his eyes, a captivating sight, Yet, in his world, she was out of sigh

Pink Titles

Inspired by Pink Floyd song titles

YOU + ME

This poem tells a short tale of the character’s inability to balance loving him/herself and loving others.

HEART TOUCHING POETRY

EVERYBODY WILL DIE A DAY

Allama iqbal poetry

It's about for everyone

Deep line

Emotional

Love poetry ❤️

کرنے گئے تھے اُس سے تغافل کا ہم گِلہ ___!!😟😐 کی ایک ہی نگاہ کہ بس خاک ہو گئے ___!!🪄🤍🩷

Dark Souls

A poem out of the ordinary. "Dark Souls" runs deep in veins of those that can relate.

Here

The main stage of all levels of the universe is the visible world. No matter how low, no matter how dirty, no matter how despicable, this is where the lives of beings are determined. This is where history is. Here comes the scene. This is where it comes into play. This is where the proof is. No matter how much everything is intertwined and full of chaos, this is where the truth always tries to become a reality. All knowledge, all ideas, all hopes, all love and aspirations, will have no value if

poetry

Heart

桜舞い躍る

春風に揺れる 美しい桜の花 咲き誇り舞い踊る 命の証、喜びの宴 白い花びらが舞い散り 桃色に染まる大地 春の息吹を感じながら 心は躍動する 一輪、二輪、満開の花 儚さと美しさが交差する 短い命だからこそ 輝きを放ち続ける 桜の木の下で 友と共に笑い合い 幸せなひとときを過ごす 春の陽光に照らされて 桜の花、優雅に舞う 人々の心を包む 季節の訪れを告げながら 永遠の美を讃える 桜の花よ、永遠に咲き続けよう 私たちの心に、あなたの美を刻み込んで

Top Secrets You Must Know As A Writer

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شعر مرگ

مرگ، ای دوست ساکت و آرام، به سوی همه می‌آیی، بی پایان. نفس و زندگی را می‌دزدی، پایان مبارزات، درد و زحمت می‌باشی. لمس تو سرد است و آغوشت عمیق، در آغوشت، همه رازها نگهداری می‌کنی. به سوی جوانان و پیران می‌آیی، لمس تو، هر ضعیف و شجاعی را احساس می‌کند. تو عزیزان ما را می‌بری، تنها خاطرات و اشک را به جا می‌گذاری. تو جهان‌ها را شکسته و قلب‌هایمان را می‌شکنی، خانواده‌ها و دوستان را از هم جدا می‌کنی. اما شاید در آغوش تو پیدا کنیم، آرامشی که گاه سخت است بیابیم. شاید در آرامش کامل استراحت کنیم، و غم‌های

Kaif Saifi Qadeeda : Ghar Ka Pata

Ghar Ka Pata ••••••••••••••••••••••• Ek gamgeen betha hua ladka Taal ke nukkad pe kai chai or cigarette pi jata hai in khayalon mei gum, ki kabhi kisi ne be-rang jindgi mei Ishq ke rang ghole the Kabhi kisi ne mohabbat ke khwaab dikhaye the Magar ab ye ek be-noor se Ghar mein kahin kisi taraf ek kamre mei, kamre ke ek kone mei Bikhra hua or aankhon se tapakte aanshuon se Ishq ko mout likhta hai or likhta hai ishq khoon mangta hai ... Shurkh aankhein hain or khud se khud ka pata puchhta hai ... K

Art and Poetry

قهوة (coffee)

كنز لا يمكن إسكاته، ستختنق عندما لا تهتم تلك الحلاوة التي يبحث عنها الذواقة، العبق الذي لا يمكن لأحد أن يضاهيه، مرارته هي رائحته الطبيعية كما لو أنه مشروب من الينابيع الساخنة - يتم خلطه بملعقة فضية من شيفا، مليء في كأس أفروديت الجميلة - كانت تحفة من قبل الآلهة، كجوهرة تلك الطعمة الغنية؛ لن ينتهي ولن يتلاشى عن ألسنة البشر، إنها خيال تذكره لا يتمنى أحد الاستيقاظ منه، بينما تنتشر نكهاته في عقول العقول، حتى إله الحكمة يشتهي تناوله سيتم العثور عليه دائمًا في مطبخ هيرا، حيث يشتكي زيوس عندما لا يُقَدَّ

In the realm of stars, where dreams reside

In the realm of stars, where dreams reside,