Baskadia

I am not made of steel

I am not made of steel I am not made of steal Yet I am always the weak link Like the gold-plated jewelry You drape around your neck So gracefully I break I am like clay Your words shape me Painfully Your actions cut into me Like harsh hands Only meant to break me Maybe I am not good enough Maybe you think of me as cheap stock Because You rip me apart Out of frustration Not being able to mould me into what you want You break me Again And again And again Or maybe I am just scraps Something used Bu

The haunting of are self

I write only of what ik and feel. So i pray that may oneday god will send an opportunity my way that will allow me to provide for my family befor i lose my self.

I'm tired of this fight

I'm tired of this fight Stop making me your punching bag I am worth more than that I am not your door mat I am not something you can use Then abuse when you are done Thrown out Like yesterday's garbage When you no longer need me I'm tired of this fight That you have already won I feel and I ache Until my bones feel broken And it gets difficult to move I sit in agony Knowing I am not what you desire Knowing that it is just a matter of seconds Until you rip out my heart again Until you shoot me wi

Spilt Milk

Sometimes, we just can't help but cry over spilt milk.

Prayer is the most powerful tool to connect God.Let us put our trust on him.

God,you are the only one who knows what is best for us,for our family and friends. You are more smarter than me and I know that all you want for me is the best of all the best, so I leave and put my trust in you now, please guide me in every decision i make in life,please be always there for us in ups and downs, Please love us as your own daughter and sons. Let us in under your wings in any season and protect us in all bad things.Amen

“Fading Dreams, Draining Minds: A Beacon of Hopelessness among Youth in Pakistan”

In the heart of dwindling dreams, brain drain becomes the escape route for hope-seeking brighter horizons. Some may label it as human capital flight, others as brain drainage, but I prefer to look at it as a "Naegleria fowleri" for my country. To guide my readers through, Naegleria fowleri is a brain-eating amoeba; once it infiltrates your brain, it swiftly terminates the game.