Baskadia

Thirst for revenge

Anger can sometimes help me feel better

The Beauty of Nature's Peace

Nature is a gift, it brings us peace and joy It's beauty is so grand, it can fill us with joy The sun's rays shine down, and the birds sing in the sky The trees sway in the breeze, and the flowers bloom so high The rolling hills and the meadows, the rivers and the streams The beauty of nature, it's a sight to be seen The stars twinkle in the night, and the moon glows so bright The beauty of nature, it's a sight to delight The peace of nature, it can bring us solace It can bring us joy, and help

Day of Boxing

In a boxing match, Two boxers are fighting With each wanting to win. With their fight, People die. Their corps are seen Scattered. They are off both civilian and military. Blow after blow is landed, Manoeuvre after manoeuvre is performed Their drive to win, Ends up inflicting injuries to their bodies. Widows are created and orphans are made. Siblings are lost and civilians slaughtered like animals. In the end, one gives in There is a victor. But at what cost did this victory occur? How many are

A New Chapter in Life

A New Chapter in Life is a piece from a section of The Songs of Lexicon entitled Birthday Wishes which aims to put a smile on the faces of those who are celebrating their birthdays.

Love : A Wild Goose Chase

He falls in love with her physique and intellectual; but it ends up in tears. Is love an illusion?

Homesick

See the casting of the night How the confused coil flaunts its stars🌙 Well, it gives an excuse to sad hearts I stare at the light of each one Maybe my eyes shine like a star Maybe in the blink of an eye, our hearts were patched together Tonight is an endless night Dawn is missing and crowing of roosters is sleeping We are drowning in silence and suffocation My heart is tight❤️‍🩹 He has no choice but to hit bones silently and walks in fantasies

Winters Embrace

The winter snow falls gently and covers the world in white. The cold wind whispers through the bare trees, but in the heart of winter's embrace is the warmth of loved ones and cherished memories. Embrace the chill and find joy in the winter season.

Poem

Sunset's glow, a sight to see A sky ablaze, a symphony Of colors, warm and bright Fading into the night Clouds of pink and orange hues Majestic beauty, nature's muse The world below in soft repose As daylight fades, so it goes A moment captured, brief but true A fleeting beauty, renewed anew In memories and in the heart A work of art, never to depart

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.

Joyous Sunday

The bells of Sunday ring With a joy that's all their own, And the birds in the trees above Seem to join in the song. The sun is shining bright, And the air is fresh and sweet, And the sky is a cloudless blue, And the world is at its feet. The children are out to play, And the flowers are in bloom, And the world is a happy place On this joyous Sunday morning. The cares of the week are gone, And the heart is light and free, And the soul is filled with peace On this joyous Sunday.

The Final Goodbye

Death is a mystery, It's a journey we all must take, A journey that's unknown, A journey that's hard to make. It's a journey that's dark and cold, A journey that's hard to behold, A journey that's filled with fear, A journey that's hard to steer. It's a journey that's filled with pain, A journey that's hard to explain, A journey that's filled with sorrow, A journey that's hard to follow. It's a journey that's filled with grief, A journey that's hard to believe, A journey that's filled with tears

Broken 💔 and bruised original poem

Broken 💔 and bruised original poem

The Isolated Porcupine

A poem about little porcupine

New month prayer

Dear Heavenly Father, We give thanks for a fresh start, As we enter a new month, Let us have a thankful heart. We pray for guidance and strength, To search for better days ahead, Lead us out of times of distress, Help us to know when to take a rest. We pray for faith and resilience, And for others, may we share Your grace. Help us to use our time wisely, And see Your goodness in each place. We thank You for Your everlasting love, Your presence that is always near. Your goodness remains unwaverin

The betrayal

In shadows deep, where friendships fray, Lies the tale of trust led far astray. Once, they wore masks of loyalty so tight, Yet beneath the surface, darkness took flight. Their smiles masked secrets, their words were veiled, In the garden of friendship, treachery unveiled. A dagger concealed by a friendly embrace, Betrayal's bitter truth, hard to erase. They whispered sweet promises, a pact so sly, But their deceitful hearts harbored a lie. Behind your back, they plotted and schemed, In the realm

THE THIRD WORLD POLITICIAN

Here he is, The big man. He flaunts his money, To show the masses His affluent and wealth. And the rumours spread, That the big man, Was not a businessman. "But what could he be". They wondered. Which occupation, Made you as rich as a businessman? It was not carpentry, Nor was it bricklaying, Or blacksmithing, Then suddenly we knew! The big man, Was nothing but a politician. An occupation of the privileged Who never got tired of their occupation, Who did more bad than good, Whose personal intere

The tree

Inspired by the tree in my compound 😆

A Lesson in Respect: A Poem for a Disrespectful Child

Respect is a lesson that I must teach It's a lesson that I hope you'll reach It's not something that you can buy or sell It's a lesson that you must learn yourself It's not something that can be taken away It's something that you must learn to stay It's not something that you can ignore It's something that you must learn to explore Respect is a lesson that you must learn It's a lesson that will help you discern It's a lesson that will help you grow It's a lesson that will help you know It's a le

Alone

The unfinished memories

Love Poem for Wednesday

You’re the day after Tuesday, before eternity. You’re the day we ran out of tomatoes and used tiny packets of ketchup instead. You are salt, no salt, too much salt, a hangover. You hold the breath of an abandoned cave. Sometimes you surprise me with your aurora borealis and I’ll pull over to watch you; I’ll wait in the dark shivering fields of you. But mostly, not. My students don’t care for you or your lessons from the life of a minor god. Can you hit the high C in our anthem? Can you bench pre