Baskadia

Poem: short

A piece of jerk Following around your work. So irritating That someone monitors your work, Moves and successes And you feel their stare. And glare. Well, who cares? I live my life the way I feel. Not bothered by what you assume of me. Cause assumption is not always the truth For I know my own reasons for actions I make.

Ode to Life: A Tapestry Woven with Laughter and Tears

Life, a tapestry so vast and grand, Woven with threads of every strand. Births and deaths, a constant hum, Love and loss, forever come. Laughter rings, like windblown chimes, Echoing through childhood's climes. Sun-kissed days and starry nights, Chasing dreams in joyful flights. Passion burns, a fiery pyre, Setting hearts and souls afire. Love's embrace, a tender hold, Stories whispered, never told. Loss descends, a whispered sigh, Tears that fall from tear-filled eye. But even grief, a teacher

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

Poem:Forty Winks

Sappy feelings I've got tonight Untold stories must reignite Entralling evenfall outnumbered by stars, Lustrous moonbeam rally my scars Tenuous clouds and flowery eyes; Don't dismay at goodbyes.

A POEM ABOUT BATTERY OF LIFE FOR YOUNG, ADULT & OLD

In youth's vibrant frame, a battery charged Full of time's promise, energy enlarged Yet scarce the coin a humble currency Yet rich in dreams, a boundless sea An adult strides with pockets full Energy brimming, ambitions to cull Yet time, a fleeting currency Dwindles fast, a measured decree. The old man sits, a wealth of years Time and money, joys and tears Energy wanes, a gentle ebb But riches amassed, a life to web Differences stark, yet similarities bind, A trio of batteries, intertwined Youth

Dreams Coming True

Dreams ain't meant for the shelf. They are to come to reality. Its coming true brings joy to the soul and fulfillment to the heart.

I DO NOT LOVE EXCEPT BECAUSE I LOVE YOU (POEM)

I do not love you except because I love you; I go from loving to not loving you, From waiting to not waiting for you My heart moves from cold to fire. I love you only because it's you the one I love; I hate you deeply, and hating you Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you Is that I do not see you but love you blindly. Maybe January light will consume My heart with its cruel Ray, stealing my key to true calm. In this part of the story I am the one who Dies, the only one, and I w

When I Close My Eyes

A poem written from the depth of my heart in hopes of reaching the bottom of yours.

Poem

Life Life is a journey we all must take, Take each step, don't hesitate. Hesitate not, for time won't wait, Wait too long, and you'll be late. Late for dreams that you should chase, Chase them now, don't leave a trace. Trace your path, embrace the pace, Pace yourself, enjoy the race. Joseph Sambian

The poem

The Rainy Day

Poem: thoughts

Poem: Thoughts S.Shabeer Some mistakes are cute, But some are rude, So better to be mute, In the swings of mood. Talk your heart out, But not with crowd, As only with them, With whom you proud.

The Cost of War

The sky is filled with smoke and ash, The ground is stained with blood and tears, The cries of the wounded echo in the air, The screams of the dying fill our ears. The cost of war is too great to bear, The price of freedom can be so high, The lives of the brave are taken away, The families of the fallen left to cry. The heroes of our nation are gone, Their sacrifice will never be forgotten, Their courage and strength will live on, Their memory will remain in our hearts forever. The cost of war i

The bear and the two friends

Story

poem about brave girl

A brave girl, with heart of gold, Her spirit shining, young and bold. She faced each day, with courage and grace, Defying all odds, with a smile on her face. Her determination, unmatched by any, With every challenge, she learned to defy. Through the trials, and the tests of time, She stood tall, and made her climb. She fought for what she believed, And never once did she grieve. For she knew, she was meant to soar, To reach new heights, and so much more. Her bravery, an inspiration to us all, A

Poem of Rohit Sharma

Cricket

Poem on what i see in my mirror

My appearance

A poem on Addiction

Addiction

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?

Poem that's you love

BENEATH THE STARS:the poem Beneath the stars so bright and far, A world of dreams, a world of stars, The night sky stretches far and wide, A canvas painted by the tide. The moon shines down upon the land, A gentle light, a guiding hand, The trees stand tall, the grass is green, A peacefulness that can't be seen. The crickets chirp, the owls take flight, The world is alive, a symphony at night, The wind whispers secrets in my ear, A mystery to be revealed, my dear. The stars above, they twinkle b

Shadow

Poetry