Baskadia

The society

A society created for order. All wars have been settled and there is peace. Only clear skies ahead for this community. But that is not how it goes. In the so called order, there is chaos. In the proclaimed peace there is conflict. Within this society there is division, And all are not united. A society should be either white or black, But there is a plethora of grey. Good and evil, mix together till they are indistinguishable. The society can never be perfect, It can never be truly clean.

Lies

Grasses claim to be as tall as an iroko Ants claim to be as big as an elephant. The antelopes thinks they are lions. The weak feel they are strong The prey believe they are predators Everyone lives in their own fictional world, But only the strong minded know How to differentiate dreams from reality You talk about your Non existential achievements. Lies told on purpose Or perhaps on the delusions of the mind.

Poems for children

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Live for livings.

Live in your life for those who needs to us.

Towards the light

- Maybe you think the winter is gonna last forever - Maybe you long for the sunkiss with a change of weather - But have you ever thought that : - All this darkness is leading you to an endless light - And without the night - you'd be blind from seeing directly the sunlight - Your eyes needed to grow - For you to learn how to dance in the pain under the rain and let everything flow - We're all here to feel the sadness - Try to color your own world with gratefulness - in life we have the freedom t

Frozen thoughts

In the eyes of another death is beautiful,  see Nothing grows until it finally dies.... And you’ll never find the truth until you’ve found the lies... And now that I’ve started pulling some strings, somethings are unraveling and I don’t like what I’m seeing but yet I proceed.... I’m pushing, a sense of a lost direction just stirred up but I keep on pressing to find the answers.... The path of a lost soul is where I’m walking..... I don’t know what or where I’m going but I’m desperate to find the

River of tenderness

Ladies and gentlemen good news : A lady from Massachusetts Created kingdom of happiness Where a special river flows A river for those who reflects As they see it's kindness As they Hunt it's pearls; Well decorated ones With wise words As they wash their souls They found out that The water they touched Is antidote of their faintness A handful of drops Of that water Filtered their sight Their eyes now have more light They are able to see The beauty of small things In this universe Their tongues ar

Like tea pot

Some faces shine Like a tea pot But they're not fine In their heart There's a plot: The envious fire made them crackle a lot same as a pot as they spoiled They Became dark Like dusk The fire of envy causes Troubles Avoid it To be neat Without a spot Let your soul roses flourish To live without a face blemish Peace ✌️ Author

HOPE AGAINST HOPE

New Demon Awaken

Days never same, It gat wins & losses, Like a garden of roses, If not watered no seeds, No life insurance In every sunrise, Peace becomes tasteless, Ignorance makes you senseless, or rather useless than dangerous, When voices in your head crushes, The truth treasured attain rushes, Indeed life is another human felo, That gives and takes another hero, That's why I don't take it seriously, I lack courage to dare and face the bear, To win the real dear of ages to appear, The feelings dispatched int

The Sacred Dream

At night after a deep sleep, I dreamt of the lost sheep, Stabbed with an arrow so deep, bleeding uncontrollably in a trap, Without a saviour to make it stop, Then I saw a fortune of wealth, Glowing out of the bleeding wrath, With a Leatherman cloth, With written words embracing Lilith, To Hail the light for supper growth, Indeed I had no choice to overcome, the blame challenge to over consume, Especially to poverty curse programme, Again to customize my life purpose, From achieving the treasure

Cry, it's never a Crime

Even if cry last for the night,joy cometh in the morning

Hemotional

People who feel are drooping flowers. The tiny ones that the rain beats with it's fists. Anger comes with it's boiling rage. Then the mouth speaks: dropping eggs that are broken alongside many hearts. The sadness follows and then it covers you like a warm duvet. It is like a bodyguard that protects you and pushes everyone else away. When laughter comes, it comes with fear that the good feeling is your salary: it never lasts. What a price to pay for being so sensitive, bending like the plant in t

It’s Gone

It’s gone It’s gone Love is gone and sadness reborn Smiles packed along And left us in a state of forlorn Memories cracked in sorrow Not even a piece to borrow Tears now flow so thorough It’s reasons defined and justified For love was no more The present went so wrong That the future disappeared like sodom It’s gone it’s gone Our Love with time couldn’t stand so strong Our hearts gave up to the roar of doubts And now we lost it all Love couldn’t stand tall. We are left in a state of forlorn

All Back

I’ll take it all back If it meant the rewind would fix all the cracks If it means love would stroll even deeper into our hearts And break apart the cages of lust. I’ll take it all back If spaces would close up And initiate those times we made kisses spark in the dark One on one,Eyes locked up to touch And heal the deepest parts Doubts sat to eat to play it’s dirty tracks I’ll take it all back, I’ll take it all back Even if for a minute just to dispatch Every moment of weakness that made us slack

Stay

Stay Even when my kisses no longer say The words that brightens up your day Stay When my touch no longer pulls you to my side Even when your mind is miles away Stay Even when your smiles dries up quicker than yesterday And my laughter no longer drives sadness out of your face So much that your heart no longer feels the warmth of my gaze Filled with bubbles of love but all you feel is hate Stay Even when quarrels makes us wanna break All the promises we made when our heart was in the comfort of b

Doubts

Doubts beat my mind Confusion sets me behind They say love looks beautiful But pain still has me confined They say love crowns Queens and Kings in delight But heartbreak sets mine in a broken Kingdom of doubts and denial And with nobody to hold through the malign Effect of distress and trials The disease of loneliness rejoices For the failure of love continues to inspire. Doubts beat my mind and set my heart Apart in confusion leaving it behind And out of line to be crowned as king in delights.

Hope

Poem for hope

Tareef

Love is pure.

Smile

Could a smile be complicated. Do you have a reason to smile?