Baskadia

FADE AWAY 1

All the memories that we've had Flying away like fireflies Dialogues of the time we met Keep replaying up in my head Reminiscing the memories I'll forever cherish I get lost and wonder afar off Tears flowing on it's own accord Gasping for air as it escapes my lungs Filled with sadness and pain If I was to shout, there was nothing to gain I could only wait as the memories dissipate I could only wait till my appointed fate Seeming calm on the outside But my heart is filled with fear Being troubled

He is my unsung Hero.

I don't want to go So his heart says Wife behind Children behind When called he dares not answer When he leaves, Whatever troubles him, is up to him His mouth is sealed Hearts are saddened Give and he follows Fight with his life Lose close ones when finished Shoes dirty Cloths dirty Still he smiles When ' dies he is honored A bullet in the air As a wine for him (for the brotherhood'cheers) Proud. That's why He is my unsung hero.

I Better Take My Leave

It's a sad story to be left alone in this world despite your effort to be a better person. This poem is full of emotion that I can't just live with.

"Shadows of Sorrow: Exploring the Depths of Desolation"

In "Shadows of Sorrow: Exploring the Depths of Desolation," we embark on a poignant journey into the profound realm of human sadness. This evocative exploration delves into the intricacies of grief, despair, and the haunting presence of sorrow that can permeate our lives.

The poem that often reminds me of my sorrow

We wear the mask that grins and lies, It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,— This debt we pay to human guile; With torn and bleeding hearts we smile, And mouth with myriad subtleties. Why should the world be over-wise, In counting all our tears and sighs? Nay, let them only see us, while we wear the mask. We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries to thee from tortured souls arise. We sing, but oh the clay is vile Beneath our feet, and long the mile; But let the world dream otherwise, We wear t

Friendship trgedy

At that time I was in college and had spent almost my till that time quite unsolicited so I had no sense that what's true friendship is like or what love feels like. At that time I started talking with a boy on social media (Instagram) he was 6 months younger then me. He was sweet and very ambitious guy. He made me forget about my sorrows whenever I talked to him, at that time both of us were going to turn 18. During that time my sister got divorced and all of my family was greing by their self

Break Me

Most times we are quick to assume that heartbreak comes only from lovers but boy are we wrong It is the people who we hold dear and call family For they have an inner access to our lives than others do So it is easier for them to penetrate the walls we have built around ourselves I’d rather get my heart broken by a stranger any day than let my family break that string Lovers are often replaceable but what do we do about family A nuclear unit created cannot replace the womb that bore us A child’s

The secrets untold

Sometime we have alot to say but we can't because we fear how others might react. We want to cry loudly but it turn into silent cry.

Nigeria bleeding

Nigeria's heart is broken in two, Terror befalls us, what shall we do? Blood and pain fill our skies, Our land which to us never dies. We are drowning in oceans of sorrow, No solace found in tomorrow. Our hopes and dreams have been crushed As our soul still stirs and hushes. We see the future filled with despair, Nobody seems to care. No change or progress in sight, As we all suffer our plight. We have forgotten what it means to have joy, As our fate brings us toil and toil. We are dying, we are

Live

We may not have the time we think we have.

pain

At night I can't sleep, it's so deep. when I wake up in the morning I can't eat my heartbeats unique I've fallen in love with the monster within as the blood rushes to my brain, it's insane but I'm in love with the pain. as fire consumes what is left of me, I can't help but wonder what would become of me. or is this all a dream, nor is it what it seems. but there's nothing I can do but to face the reality that this pain is slowly killing me. I can't call for help cause no one hears me it's like

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The Wonderful Ending

They met each other without any fear or hesitation. Every day I used to see them meeting at the flower shop at the crossroads. I have been observing their activities with great interest since the first day I saw them. Both of them have a bag on their backs, and they are not very old, 16 or 17. Most likely, both of them are returning from coaching Center. On the way back, they meet this flower shop. The boy came a little earlier. He bought a rose for 15 taka; A folded 10 taka and a war-torn 5 ta

Hemotional

People who feel are drooping flowers. The tiny ones that the rain beats with it's fists. Anger comes with it's boiling rage. Then the mouth speaks: dropping eggs that are broken alongside many hearts. The sadness follows and then it covers you like a warm duvet. It is like a bodyguard that protects you and pushes everyone else away. When laughter comes, it comes with fear that the good feeling is your salary: it never lasts. What a price to pay for being so sensitive, bending like the plant in t

IF YOU LOVE ME

If you love me Let me know And if you don't Let me go.... The dream break into a million tiny pieces The dream dies, which leaves me with a choice I can either settle for reality, or I can...... Go off like a fool and dream another dream The scariest thing about distance is.... You don't know of they would miss you or forget you, Pleasure of love lasts but a moment, pain lasts forever...... Thanks to you, I don't even recognize myself anymore. I can't wait for the day I would look at you and fee

Carousel of pain

Dark poam of self torture

Quiet Moonlight

White and Quiet Moonlight sneaked into the room gently be at my ear wandering with my mind gentle and elegant moonlight Resting on my fingertips my mind wets my eyes tears fall down under the stars The breeze blows away the faint fragrance of flowers my sorrows rest within the fragrance the stars light up the sky Quiet moonlight, White moonlight Be crazy in love in this desolate world watching you walk away your Shadow lengthens and fades away my missing for you is rippled in my heart Quiet moon

True feelings

I know this might sound crazy I know this might sound hurtful My heart is breaking, and I can't even tell you How hard it feels to breathe everyday Hold me by my throat, I'll smile and let your hand stay I know you may not believe me, I look fine all the time But when your eyes stray, the doubt begins to shine Tears will fall down, but they fall at the back of my eye Please I need some strength, some will power to make me fine I don't know if I'll find it, the future seems so bleak So before I g

A letter from the heart

A LETTER FROM THE HEART Dear Lover, To think just a few minutes ago, I didn't have the strength to write to you, but thinking about you makes me want to write..... Before we proceed, I want you to know that these are words I have always wanted to tell you..... Come closer, what I am about to say is private... Shhhh You know... I miss you so deeply that, every thought of you feels me with sweet emotions... You know... I love it when you call my name... oh, what I would give to hear you whisper it

Frozen thoughts

In the eyes of another death is beautiful,  see Nothing grows until it finally dies.... And you’ll never find the truth until you’ve found the lies... And now that I’ve started pulling some strings, somethings are unraveling and I don’t like what I’m seeing but yet I proceed.... I’m pushing, a sense of a lost direction just stirred up but I keep on pressing to find the answers.... The path of a lost soul is where I’m walking..... I don’t know what or where I’m going but I’m desperate to find the