Baskadia

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

The Value of Friendship and Paradise (Poem)

friends, colleagues, companions, I am happy with you. we always get along This bond is the most basic function. I am proud to be your partner. Friendship is our most precious religion. Let there be no trouble between you, If this bond is ever inseparable. Affection, sympathy, affection and passion, I am with you all. Friends, to you my heart is like heaven, It is important to know that friendship can be an invaluable asset in one's life.

I am always deeply moved by the beauty and resilience of people with black skin.

In the tapestry of ebony hues, A symphony of grace and resilience, The people of ebony skin, A portrait of strength and brilliance. Their souls adorned with rich history, Stories etched in every line and curve, Through struggles and triumphs, They radiate a beauty that preserves. From the rhythm of their laughter, To the wisdom in their eyes, Their spirit dances with resilience, Underneath vast African skies.

Cat love 💟

The poem captures the beauty of a cat's love. It describes how, in the quiet of the night, cats show their affection through soft purrs, cuddles, and graceful movements. Their love brings comfort and solace, and they hold a special place in our hearts. The poem encourages us to cherish the unique and gentle love that cats offer.

In Between

035 They said, "work hard if you want to be rich," so we worked until we drop. But those hardships only worth a dime, not even enough to buy meals for the day. They said, "stop being lazy if you want to improve," so we grinded until we can't move. And yet, we are still at the bottom, barely surviving the currents of life. They said, "you are not doing your best that's why you're stuck," so we gave our all until there's nothing left. But how can we be still the same old person? How can we be stil

"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

Feminism

A poem by Ubaid Ullah with comprehensive and rhyming style.

"A Spark of Hope"

This is poem about hope in life

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.

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.

Christian Poetry: Escape the Temptation of Influence

Speak thus to the Forgetful Shepherds Give ear so that you might remember Make way for hearing So that you might not be forgotten! When you were weak and small in your own eyes, I knelt by your side and carried you up, I embraced you with many gifts and kisses I washed and cleansed you from the filth of the dunghill! You started wearing my own clothes, even the royal robes! I took your shame and gave you Glory Even the fame of my Name I gave you the Influence of my Word And you became influentia

Grace

Grace, A Gift from Up Above A Gift from the Kingdom of Love A Blanket of Protection and Compassion Fills the Heart with Joy and Protection A Picture of Beauty, A Smile of Kindness A Soft Embrace with Open Arms A Butterfly more Precious than Gold It Gives us Hope to Go On Grace, Our Constant Companion It Guides Us through Life with Ease It’s a Gift of Unconditional Love To Help Us Achieve our Life Goals.

Crying soul

In the tender whispers of twilight's embrace, A sweet poem weaves its grace, For a little crying soul to find solace, In verses that gently mend and erase. Through teardrops that glisten like stars above, Love's essence whispers with gentle love, In each line, a warm hug to enfold, To heal the heart, so weary and cold. With stardust ink and moonlit rhyme, The poem sings a lullaby sublime, Embracing sorrow, embracing pain, A comforting balm to ease the strain. Oh, little soul, don't you weep, For

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

"Celestial Waltz: The Northern Lights' Delight"

A Poem About Northern Lights

poems on godhood

. "Ascension's Call" Mortals yearn for godhood, with hearts ablaze, Seeking powers divine, through endless maze, In their quest for immortality's embrace, They climb the mountaintops, seeking grace. But mortal frames cannot contain the might, Of gods who dwell in realms beyond our sight, Yet in their striving, mortals find their worth, For in the pursuit of godhood, they unearth. 2. "The Divine Within" In the depths of mortal souls, a spark ignites, A yearning for godhood, a celestial flight, Se

You Are My Home

Home is not a place but the one we cherish.

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.

The Blind Old Guitarist

037 Along the dirty pavement of an old city, where each dark alleys are covered with peasants begging for alms. The blind old guitarist were cramped in the corner most of the alley, gently strumming his worn guitar, creating harmonies to get some dimes. The melody travels along the cacophony of voices, masking the reality behind the poor and dark passage. The music lives behind the curtain, overlooked by their velvet and silk dresses. T'was a horrible reality where poverty is their entourage. Th

Conqueror

With sword in hand and heart afire, The conqueror sets out to win, To build an empire, reach higher, And prove that he's a force within. He marches on with steadfast might, Through deserts, mountains, raging seas, His will unbroken, shining bright, He sets his sights on victory. He battles foes with skill and grace, And never once does he retreat, For he is driven by the chase, Of glory and of triumph sweet. He claims new lands with every step, And builds a legacy so grand, His name a legend, ha