Baskadia

Humpty

Just a poem i made up lol

Don’t judge a book by it’s cover

No summary only poetry we live for rhyme with no extra time.

Miscellaneous

I think the scariest place to be is in your 20s, Everything changes, confused on who we are and what we want, So many friends but yet we're all alone, Dying to succeed because we don’t want society to belittle us. No, we can’t cry for help because we are adults but we are far too young to understand life itself. Maybe this stage of our lives is light years away from pretty and where we find ourselves become the new us.

Ray Of Hope

When darkness falls and shadows creep, And all around seems lost in sleep, A glimmer breaks through, a ray of hope, A light that shines, a way to cope. It beckons us to rise and fight, To push through fear and take to flight, To trust that dawn will soon arrive, And all that's lost, we can revive. The ray of hope is a guiding star, That leads us on, no matter how far, It fills our hearts with strength and power, And gives us courage for every hour. So when the world seems bleak and grim, And all

STAY

STAY Meeting you was such a big surprise. You came at the time when I thought That no one would pick me up From the nightmare that I was in. You fill my days with fun Till I realized that without you My life would be lonesome... Would be empty and done . Please stay with me. Don't ever go away. Let's grow the love we've found Until we become old and weary. Take me with you Wherever you may go. Whisper to me the words you love to tell me Even when our hair turns to gray. Hold me in your arms And

The drunkard

This is a poem about how drunkards behave in our communities.

The global motto

Do not follow the norms And just mover with the waves Learn to standout Be different

THE GIRL CHILD

I am a seed, Planted in this soil called life. In me lies fruits, Fruits that will last for generations to come. Fruits that can either be a daughter or a son, a woman or a man, a mother or a father, a sister or a brother, a wife or a husband. Nurture me, Do not torture me, Prune me, Do not hewn me, Love me, Do not hate me, Give me wings to fly high like a bird for I am the girl child. @thebeezybee

Long Lonely road

Long lonely road The long, lonely road stretches on, No end or beginning in sight, Emptiness and darkness surround me, An abyss I cannot fight. The flicker of stars in the sky, Promise of hope in the night, Fading like a forgotten dream, Dissolving into the light. The winds blow prophetic warnings, And whisper secrets in my ear, Of an unknowable destiny, A future that I cannot hear. The darkness taunts me onward Through my distant, foggy flight, Lifting my sorrows to heaven, To roam this endless

Father's Love

Every father loves his child a lot. My father also loves me a lot. I am proud of him.

The Inner Terrorist

The Inner Terrorist. By Drich The Poet. In my ups and downs It comes Confined in my place of solitude I’m a prisoner in myself Seeking salvation every single time I see they want to see it And de-capitalize me for pleasure's sake They call it addiction I call it a terrorist. A terrorist without a weapon. It comes knocking like an ordered Uber Dressed in a camo tank outfits With candies and lollipop for me If I try to hide, where will that be? From the sound of my alarm To the clap of my padlock

LEGACY

Setting up a good pace

Alice and the hatters curse

Mad

ABYSS

a poem about a girl who has been through the pains of love but cannot share

Dream deferred

What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up,like a raisin in the sun? Or foster like a sore,and then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over,like a syrup sweet? Maybe it just says,like a heavy load Or does it explode? What happens to justice deferred? What happens to love deferred?

Petrichor: His Gaze so Gloomy and Blue

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Unknown

023 These unknown feelings are creeping inside my heart. Confused whether it is love or merely attraction. You are a big figure, shinning under the spotlight, while I am an ordinary human, thriving under pressure. During midnight, thoughts about you are swirling inside my mind. Do I like you as you, or do I like your fame? Am I just drown in your life's glory, or I really want you? It's confusing, like a whirlpool in the middle of the ocean. You are someone way beyond my reach, even though we me

A Friend

It's my happiness

Poetry co

I am a boy who lives in Colombia and my dream to be a writer, I share a poem from my book thoughts of the heart, I hope you like it.I'll be the prince who heals any wound that exists in your heart, with my tenderness I will wrap your soul.

A poetry that I wrote.

That Day, I Fell In Love. As the sun emitted its rays like a shower of glistening sliver, Singing breeze swirled petals of salvia splendens And sent sweet notes of sandalwood, mint and sage, Scents that eloped strong, masculine shoulders, A sanctuary when I was scared, a cushion when I snoozed, As he scooped my face and stroked my cheeks, Starred so deep into my eyes that it pierced my soul, And sparked off a swarm of butterflies as I shuddered, Every second, I showed the symptoms of a lass in l