Baskadia

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In the twilight's gentle hue, Where whispers of dreams renew, A lone rose blooms in quiet grace, Petals soft, a delicate embrace. Moonlight weaves through branches tall, Casting shadows like a gentle thrall, Stars above, their twinkling light, Painting stories in the night. Silent breeze, a lover's sigh, Caresses leaves as they flutter by, Nature's symphony, a whispered song, Echoes timeless, serene and strong. In this realm where time stands still, Hearts entwined, a tranquil thrill, A fleeting

Attitude boy

Attitude Boys, oh how they strut and preen, Their swagger and bravado, a sight to be seen. With chiseled jaws and piercing eyes, they command the scene, Their confidence and charisma, a true dream. Their attire is sleek and stylish, a fashionista's delight, Their hair perfectly coiffed, their bodies toned and tight. They stroll through life with a sense of pride and grace, Their attitude, a true work of art in this place. But beneath their tough exteriors, they hide their fears, Their vulnerabil

Spring love

Poem of spring love written by me..

Whispers of Dawn

Poem Whispers of Dawn

Unrequited love

Beneath your radar, I stand, a flickering flame, burning my self up for you to see, but you, lost in the darkness, can't even see my light. I am the candle, wax melting into the night, unseen, unheard, unloved. I am the moth, flying towards your flame, only to be burned and ignored, as if I were never there at all.

He made the final decision

He kept looking up at the sky Imagining to be the star He kept looking at the garden Imagining to be the flower Will you be okay? Will you be fine? If one day, I make you cry If one day, I am not by your side ! He smiled even when it was heavy Such a relief ! they were by his side He laughed at every joke He decided to be remembered that way Just like that.. One day, He made up his mind Then lost the courage to hurt them One day, He made a decision Then he promised to be by their side At last wi

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Oldest Poetry

Troubles of this world a shadow.Up here to read meaning into life.

My enemy, my success

I will boldly say that one that has an enemy or enemies as the case might be has a catalyst for success. when my enemy mock or make fun of me because of my weakness or mistakes, I make effort and improve,if am treated as a nonentity l will work hard to be rich in all ramification,if they try to pull me down I work harder and also become prayerful thereby solidifying my friendship with God, they help me to fly higher, their actions makes me to discover more of my capacity,my enemy my success.

Lyrical Praise of a beautiful Butterfly

Oh thou the initiator of life Thou gave me life as a gift Mine gift to thou is how I live my life I am complacent and contented with how thou made me, I fly around without inferiority complex because you did a perfect art work on me, O my goodness! l look so adorable, amazing co

My early morning inspiration

True love

Online Love

The poem celebrates the depth of online love, acknowledging its challenges while highlighting its resilience. It captures the excitement of virtual connections and emphasizes love's ability to transcend barriers, both physical and digital. Overall, it serves as a tribute to the enduring power of affection in the modern age.

A poem that describes my feelings of my Mom not being with me

A poem that describes my feelings of my Mom not being with me

"Eternal Serenade: A Love Poem"

In the quiet hush of twilight's embrace, Where shadows dance and stars find their place, There blooms a love, pure and true, A timeless bond, between me and you. In your eyes, I find the dawn's first light, A gentle warmth that banishes the night. With every glance, my heart takes flight, Lost in the depths of your soul so bright. Your laughter, like music, fills the air, A symphony of joy, beyond compare. In your arms, I find my solace rare, A sanctuary from life's every care. With every whispe

Burning

Set ablaze, The fire burning brighter, Till it is burnt out. My hope burned fiercely Now all that is left is the smouldering ashes.

Lucky

Here's a poem for you, Lukey: In fields of green, where dreams take flight, Young Lukey roams with pure delight. His laughter echoes through the air, A joyful sound, beyond compare. With eyes that sparkle, full of wonder, He explores the world, over and under. Each day a new adventure awaits, As Lukey discovers life's open gates. Through sunlit days and moonlit nights, He dances under starry lights. With every step, he leaves a trace, Of love and joy in every place. So let's raise a toast to Luk

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.

Poem on the ground

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