Baskadia

PLANTATION

We all want to bloom and bear fruits, but we originate from different seeds and the conditions of our plantation differ. Some were planted for commercial purposes where their success is guarantee because they are being planted on optimal condition. Some were planted by mistake but they will survive because they are at right conditions. They enjoy the privilege of the soil they have fall on. Some were planted at wrong conditions by mistake but their farmers are doing the lot for them to survive g

The tree

Inspired by the tree in my compound 😆

Humpty

Just a poem i made up lol

A Lover or A Stranger

A page from a section of The Songs of Lexicon entitled Songs From The Other Man

Father hear my cry

God help me free me, and i pray may u here all who feel this pain. Depression and its corruption destroys the way we see, exasperating pain tell we are unable to reconize are self. so please everyone that reads this, pray god help all those who feel this pain and only may you set them free.

Alice and the hatters curse

Mad

Songs from The Other Man

A handful of poems from The Songs of Lexicon, Written by Opoku Lexicon

IF HEAVEN HAD VISITING HOURS

If heaven had visiting hours, I would talk to God like I talk to myself, I want to see him shrug when I tell him I'm losing faith. I want to watch him stay quiet for a while, and say, God? What's on your mind? If heaven had visiting hours, I would take a stroll with Jesus when I feel depressed, I want his hands on my shoulder when I pour out my heart so I can look up in his eyes and say, you feel me right? cause friends are supposed to feel each other. If heaven had visiting hours, I wish we cou

My Mother Has A Photo Album In Heaven

My mother doesn't read books, she reads people who read books. like she read my cousin who was pregnant at 16 because she tasted lemon dewdrops in early sunrise and the bittersweet experience of motherhood never left her palm like a written note. my mother could read fever just by placing hands on the forehead of her child, you could say she was the MOM in therMOMeter because my mom never kept us in a room temperature... to say, she didn't want us to get spoilt, she tightened up every corner tha

Poetry: Madness

This poetry is a satire on Shakespearean plays and also an urge for writing like him.

Heart of poetry

Appraising the art of poetry ❤️❤️❤️

A poetry that I wrote.

That Day, I Fell In Love. As the sun emitted its rays like a shower of glistening sliver, Singing breeze swirled petals of salvia splendens And sent sweet notes of sandalwood, mint and sage, Scents that eloped strong, masculine shoulders, A sanctuary when I was scared, a cushion when I snoozed, As he scooped my face and stroked my cheeks, Starred so deep into my eyes that it pierced my soul, And sparked off a swarm of butterflies as I shuddered, Every second, I showed the symptoms of a lass in l

A LETTER TO ALLEN

A poem from a lad.

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