Baskadia

Life

Life Life is a journey, full of ups and downs With twists and turns, and frequent rounds Of laughter and tears, of joy and pain Of sunshine and rain, that always remains. It's a rollercoaster, with peaks so high That take us to the sky, and touch the sky And valleys so low, that test our might But we rise and grow, with all our might. It's a tapestry, woven with care Of threads of hope, and threads of flair Of memories sweet, and lessons learned And love that burns, that always yearns. It's a pr

Wedlock

Stop the killing of a child born out of wedlock for the future might bring hope upon the bereaved 📸 Every child as a chapter to present Give them the chance

God’s Knife

New poem for you...

Antithesis

It's great 👍

Love at first sight

Love at first sight, a moment so rare, A feeling so strong, it's beyond compare. A glimpse of the one, who stole your heart, In that moment, you knew, you'd never part. A spark in your eyes, a smile so bright, A connection so deep, it shines like light. A bond so pure, a love so true, A feeling that grows, as time goes by too. A heart that beats faster, with every glance, A joy that can never be taken by chance. A love that endures, through thick and thin, A bond that will never, ever wear thin.

Journey of Life

Our life is a journey There are curves and roadbends A pattern or hello-goodbye-hello We wind in and out of each other's lives Yet each one of us is an instrument To chisel out each other edges To become like a gold tested of fire Our potentials are on the process of becoming To search for our place to live a better world The essence of humans life Is throughly cultivated by experiences Life is full of surprises and challenges Through time our personhood develops Life's cycles and stages change

Mazhi Savali (माझी सावली)

Life

Little about life

THE BAD DAYS (UNEXPECTED SICKNESS)

When love goes wrong

The secrets untold

Sometime we have alot to say but we can't because we fear how others might react. We want to cry loudly but it turn into silent cry.

I Want You Out Of My Head

Thoughts, Nightmares Dreams and what nots.

"A Spark of Hope"

This is poem about hope in life

Poem on name Harika

In the fields of gold, Where the sunflowers sway, There stands a girl, so bold, Harika, is her name. With hair like silk, and eyes like stars, She walks with grace and poise, She tends to the crops and mends the bars, With her gentle, loving voice. She sings to the wind, and the wind replies, With a symphony of sound, And in her presence, all the world sighs, With love that knows no bound. For Harika is not just a girl, But a force of nature too, She brings light to the world, And makes all thin

Ten Counts

030 One, two, don't let them blind your views. Beware of falsehood, beware of the shimmering lies. Three, four, guard your words, speak only the truth. Don't let them mislead your tongue with sweet rewards. Five, six, break free from the shackles, the restraint of power. Don't let the greed overcome your senses like a mermaid's lure. Seven, eight, safeguard your life for only the victors can tell a story. Don't haphazardly join a fight without a plan. Nine, ten, be the face of righteousness in t

Scent of Hiding

029 Friendly as she is, always gives advice and answers queries. She laughs at every tiny parody, smiles at every little thing---so silly. Her charm was her beauty, a beauty she was insecure and shaky. She attracts souls who need therapy, a normal occurrence of hers every day. Her confidence was seasonal, she's cold but lowkey emotional. But beneath those facades, a stash was hidden, full of worries with no endin'. Midnight was her sweet haven, a time when she was free and in heaven. In the dark

She was a Poem

028 She was a poem with rhymes and rhythm, someone whose secrets are hidden. Her faithful friend was her pen, an object who witnessed her veiled shenanigan. She was a poem that only a few can understand. Someone private and hard to comprehend. The papers are her companion at night, forming her thoughts as her pen took flight. She was an unfinished poem hiding traumas behind the pages. Unraveled emotions and tears are hidden inside her cages. Millions of thoughts keep her awake at night, shadows

The Battlefield

The poem is about the teRror of battlefield do check it and give your feedback thx.

सदाबहार

Evergreen love

Issues Is Between You And Me

Hope everyone like my poem

Nft

Just a beautiful work of art