Baskadia

Words...

Words can never be reality... The man who knows that life and death takes place in every breath, then also knows that reality can not be words, neither imaginations nor past present, neither it can be intellect.... Strong words may stir the heart of foolish superficial men, but the reality is never dependent on words...

Think of Me

Remember me as a pen in your hand— You hold so I can stand, You guide me so I can walk; Persistent in letters and talk. Think of me as a tree— I grow as I stay with thee, To bear much fruit for you and me, I'll be still and be so merry. Imagine me as a bed— Lie in me if you're tired, A good sleep is all you need In you I'm perfectly suited. Meditate me as a waterfall— Consistently flowing but peaceful, Much relaxing and so cool, A company with you so meaningful.

MEMOS

Darling mistress of Nirvana, One whose ecstasy brings fertility to the mourning mud. The reason of my own Had I abandoned thee To the reminent of this world? Certainly don’t agree. Let my departure Exhale no dereliction For the cause I had to upheld. The story I wish you could infer. Gregory have no say in this. The cambium of world chaos With his Catholic convey. I’m not at home with myself What is worse than death? Letting you go, what a torture. I crave for switch of fate, Where this never i

Happy birthday to me

Thank you God for everything ❤️

Me

Like the wind I come and I go Like the snow I'm ice cold With a warm smile I lighten the heart that's heavy My elegance surpasses that of a prideful lady My existence is a mystery on it's own Leaving the minds of many inspired and aglow It is certain that everywhere I go This mystery is stuck with me even to my bones

SHE IS ME

She is tired No one noticed She fake her smile To escape everything for a while She carries a heavy heart Trying not to burst it out She loves to be alone Get drunk and drawn She is great at pretending Acting like nothings happen But when the night comes She's opposite as you think Being in the dark Is what she loves She can cry 'Til she fall asleep

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?

What social media means to me and the impact of the society

I was born in the 80s and during the 90s computer Isnt really introduce us on how important computer to the society. My parents never mention about computers, during that time computer doesn't have impact to the youth. I started college in the year 2001-2002. My first subject was introduction to computer, I was amazed by how tiny is the computer screen and the fundamental of computers. We were thought the important uses of computers. After learning all the computer and internet stuff. I got to e

Please consider me

Love is more than just one self - it is about loving others

Call me star

Call me star For I was formed of the clouds of distress And of the dust of times Call me star For I have died a thousand times Yet I live a thousand life. Call me star I've been fed of the dungs of men's tongue. But still I escaped the daggers of their hearts Call me star for I am brightest at night When many give to fright Call me star For I survived hidden tears and many nights of fears Call me star Though now my heart be in shred I'm sure I'll smile in the end Call me star

Ghana v South Korea:‘Hunger’amongst players making it difficult for me to make decisions –Otto Addo

Head coach of the Black Stars, Otto Addo, has revealed that the hunger of the players to play and succeed ahead of their next World Cup match in Qatar, is making it difficult for him to make decisions. Addressing a pre-match presser ahead of the team’s Group H game against South Korea, he stressed that Ghanaians will see a more ‘passionate’ Black Stars. He however disclosed that the enthusiasm of his troops is making it difficult for him to finalise his decisions. “We will see a passionate team

Lost in me

Hey guys,pls read my new poem on depression and mental health

If tomorrow starts without me

If tomorrow starts without me Know that I'm just as lonely Know I feel nothingness inside me Know it's just as scary The day came the same The water flow the same Sky surrounds us the same But why it doesn't feel the same? If tomorrow starts without me Would u look for me on the couch beside you? where I used to sleep Would u see my reflection on the the mirror? That mesmerized me Would you keep my crown? which is broken now If tomorrow starts without me Would u realize I'm still here Just not a

The emptiness within me

This poem is written by Jonathan J. Smith from England. Poet's photo is attached with the poem. 🔥

LET ME

Let me maintain this smile , even when am in pain , pain that i cant explian from where , or evev say when i experieced it , for the has no right to change me Let me maintai this happiness , even in time of sorrow , sorro that comes in waves, so i dont have to show am weak, even if i cant beat that sorrow i will have to maintain that happiness. Let me say thiswords, when i have things that hurt me, hurting me very deep in my hear, letting me rain down tears. painful words keep no more in my hea

Could there be a better future for me?

There's hope for everyone as long as you're still breathing, don't kill yourself, read this story and be blessed by it.

Love letter for my girlfriend

I miss my girlfriend and write a letter for her

Me my self

I am self made..i love everything that should be loved

Me and my Boys at the beach side

Feel your sight...

Let this painting blow your sight ♥️