Baskadia

Greatness

The journey of greatness, Though known but to a few, Can take you higher Than you ever knew. The profound feeling of triumph, As you craft a life of beauty, Can lead you to greater heights Rising up to your own greatness. Challenges you'll face, But victory will come, As with faith and courage You make greatness your own. The strong will carry on, And greatness will reign, Invincible, remarkable.

This poem to dedicate for All mothers in the world.

A mother's love, so pure and true, Guides us through all we do. With arms that comfort, and words that heal, Her love and grace, forever we'll feel

Belinda

Superstar's Rhymes for his love, The Goddess of Beauty

Marriage or Obligation

Often in Africa, or in many parts of the world People don't marry because they are actually prepared, But because the circumstances led them to do it as if it were something better in the world. Was it marriage or an obligation? Since people are already united! Getting married because the parents made it or because there are no conditions for survival, In an insecure environment, full of uncertainties about the future That forces someone to choose the path of marriage to stop the influence of in

I Am A Poet

A poet with victorious inkn

Contentment

Contentment Brings Joy A sweet serenity it brings In the midst of daily tasks Without it, life suffers Contentment gives you strength It touches the very core Leaves you peaceful and whole And open for more Contentment brings joy Peaceful bliss awaits It's found in everyday moments Here we truly do create Contentment renews the soul Sparking joy through and through It's such a special feeling You know only its true

New Poem Collection "RENAISSANCE"

My new poem collection is finally going to be out on 10/10/2023.

A Little Light to Brighten Your Day

When the clouds of grief gather and the world appears to be dreary, Remember, you are loved, and you will find your path. Take a deep breath and take a look about you. Take in the beauty that surrounds you. The birds in the trees are chirping, and the sun's rays are reaching the ground. Allow the small things to offer you delight. The scent of flowers in the garden, a child's laughing, and the warmth of the sun's beams. Take a minute to be still, and fill your heart with the hope of a better day

Give Your Black Boy A Flower

Your black boy Is a garden of stumps, his heart is rooted out of a fertile ground for you to plant a dream on his Humus skin. he Is a machine Void of human language. He understands solely, his breath on your skin and the sweet nectar of your pineapple lips. Again, he is an illustrative painting of your dad. He watches you grow Into his arms like sweet alyssums sprouting in early winter as he lays on your flower bed nurturing his lovelessness into something. And of all that he deserves... the ros

Love

Love is like an earthquake shaking up the ground beneath Stronger than all the land only found when two souls meet Like blinding bright sunshine illuminating both their hearts Mattifying the harshness showing them a brand new start Sparking a flame of passion burning hot and wild Bringing laughter and joy from which two hearts are bound Love is a power so grand one a person can't defend It wakes us up each morning and leads us through until the end

I Want You Out Of My Head

Thoughts, Nightmares Dreams and what nots.

Lost lover

Lost lover, where did you go? The one I loved with all my soul, Your presence once brought me light, Now my days are cloaked in night. I search for you in every place, Hoping to glimpse your loving face, But you are nowhere to be found, And my heart is left unbound. The memories of our love still remain, A bittersweet reminder of the pain, Of the moments we shared so true, When I was whole, and I had you. I know I cannot turn back time, Or undo the mistakes that were mine, But my heart still lon

Poem: Fading Initials

Love and heartbreak

MOTHER

Poem - MOTHER By - Ansh Pratap Singh (Auradeus)

SATURDAY

A narrative poem of how my Saturday-morning went

A poem on poverty.

The poem depicts the harsh realities of poverty, highlighting its grip on communities and the struggles faced by those affected. However, it also emphasizes the resilience and hope found within individuals, calling for unity and support to overcome these challenges and build a better world.

WEALTH

Wealth brings many more toys, It's beauty masks all its joys, It stains with infinite spoils, But soon reveals its hidden toils. Without abundance it may not be found, The cost of its pleasure is profound, Wealth can define who we are, Contentment rarely is the star. Not just a matter of ownership, But a sensible system of precision, With right use of wealth comes great reward, But what's earned may easily be ignored. Don't let wealth define your life, Make sure it doesn't take its strife, Cheri

Title: "In Loving Memory of My Father: A Tribute Poem"

This heartfelt poem reflects on the loss of a beloved father. It speaks to the enduring love and cherished memories left behind by the departed dad. The poem emphasizes how the father's guidance, wisdom, and love continue to live on in the heart of the grieving individual. Despite the pain of the loss, there is a sense of comfort in the idea that the father's presence remains, providing strength and guidance for the future.

Broken 💔 and bruised original poem

Broken 💔 and bruised original poem

The Isolated Porcupine

A poem about little porcupine