Baskadia

This picture makes you feel lost.

She lost

Hina was A girl who have mAny smal deeams in her life .but she belongs to a poor family and her family is unable to fulfill her desire .Sometime they dont have anything to eat.her family is unable to affoard her education.Her cousins study in a big institute.Her cousin insulted her.she also dreamt to study that institute. She always use to say to Allah What u give me .you give me nothing .i dont have anything to lose .her mother always care her daughter.she use to say everything you will achieve

Lost

Lost soul finding redemption

it’s like “in our hard times and struggles in different scenarios where we’re all being caught up with fear, depressions, anxieties like the branches of tree and there’s no one to help us out, but Music 🎶”

My lost love

A love story for you

awakening of love

The course of life requires that there should be a balance between good and bad. Whereas we cherish the good times we must always give the same appreciation for the bad times.

Lost at sea

This boat reminds me that even though you are alone in life you can still be strong on your own.

Fear.

I fear being forgotten, my name and face lost in time. Memories of me faded from existence. Binding me to nothingness. So much ambition with zero direction. As time Flys past isolation and a destructive self image emerges fear becomes all consuming my lips speak into existence the pain and suffering as if i were the orical of destruction. My every step seems Beleagure my very existence. Words spoke from frustration have resulted in the futility of salvation. I stand now a statue of irony an exam

Lost

Be happy and let it go

A man is never lost at sea

Black and whites

Of all the lines Or the black and whites I hit I can't seem to push or kick You out of my head. You laugh too much To your friends belittlement Than to my bursting heartfelt bouquet I think it's me Oh shoot it must be me I try too hard you know too hard to meet To meet you half way When you aren't even near.

Lost in!

God has created a such beautiful places for us. Life is to short to explore but there's no charge on feeling single moment of ur life so enjoyyy

Lost Soul

I was a lost soul, stuck on the dark. Wondering around if I can still go back. Collecting stones everytime I saw some - to be used as a sign where I came from. And what if the sun won't give me a light? Monsters too strong, I can't fight. I'll be begging with my knees on the ground, Please help me, don't let me drown. Honestly, I'm a man in callow. Still survives with full sorrow. I hope one day, an ethereal beauty - will soon find and get me.

Depression

A Poem about "Depression"...not a very active or topic that is talk about alot

Damaged by abuse

Depraved and stained is my mind. Emotionally I'm unraveling not because of the blood splattered on the walls infact those force a smirk or perhaps a smile, accompanied by the sy of relief for abuse cannot no will no longer happen to me. But damaged I am and damaged i will always be. With Each act and every assault the parts that made me, me were violently stripped and ripped away from me. Now I feel like an empty shell, a well of torture memories that play only to rewind. I don't believe I've

Depressions manipulation

Depression has a way of speakin up on us Until its to late.we tell are self we are fine its just a phase.... what ever are denial statements are. If anyone that reads tjis and your feeling alone or that you have no where to turn. I am here to talk. NO PROBLEM IS PERMANENT. YOU ARE NOT WORTHLESS A STRANGER THINKS YOU MEAN ENOUGH TO BE THERE NO EXCUSES. MESSAGE ME GOD LOVES YOU.

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

LOST HOPES

This is a poem about African leadership and how citizens are suffering from the cruel behavior of their leaders.

RIP 🪦 to all crypto investors who lost 😞 almost everything just half way through the year

Better day’s ahead

Flood in Accra