Baskadia

When did I?

When did I lose myself? Was it when I was told their dreams were mine? Or was it when I was gonna die? Was it when I came to exist? Or when I questioned why do I exist? The day I looked upto admire someone, That day I realised what wasn't mine, My aim in life wasn't minr, Because I've been a naive little child. The show, is it really mine? Or am I a puppet in this being ruled by people behind? If I break the strings, Will I still be alive? Or will I be dead, And be refined with a knife? I am pil

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

Million Little Miracles

Wonder why there is so much questions in your mind that brought about is God real?. Find out in this peom if he is .

Haunted Dreams

I had this problem of having nightmares early this year to the extent of not sleeping.I was afraid if sleeping but poetry kept me moving Writting out what and how i felt really helped me alot. Thank you poetry.

THE MUSE BEHIND THE POET

A thousand times you must wonder, While sitting down and you ponder, On what makes a poet such a wonder. Why his poems are so good, Why his words seem as though food. Does he ever gets tired? Or like some Devine, is he wired? You feel his every pulse, You wish to know his muse, And why his words though piercing bear no abuse. You feel better after reading his every piece, For it soothes your craving for deeper piece. Is he a god? For he wields his quill like a rod. He gives you much joy, And yet

Live

We may not have the time we think we have.

KESSY 🌹

A little summary about a friend of mine 😅🌹

I'll Never Forget

When i Miss her..... And write down my feelings.

'DEATH' a POEM

a poem about death, and how it is end and where we find peace,

Alone

The unfinished memories

THE POET

The struggle struggled I from the buckle With strive I shuttle amidst the rubble I'm a warrior That fought through the terror I'm a poet I speak with my poem while being quiet. Despite the freckle, I sparkle Pushing through the rumble, didn't stumble In solitude, speaking to the multitude Though I'm ineptude, but in seclude my unspoken words reaching the high altitude The poem is my inner thought unspoken It reveals my inner self that's broken. My words are like the ranting of a madman But to th

King Of Love

The poem emphasis basically on how love feel to human being and how is important to human being

The spots in the spotlight

THE SPOTS IN THE  SPOTLIGHT In the spotlight is the blossoming moulded smiles of Miranda, The clear shots of Miranda, a catapult of stares But under covers is  the dreaded melting crown on her head. The toughness of the late night's Dark sacrifices to trap and rule minds. The fake morning is a sentence. The contempt of nude hustles The ugly scammed face that let out the huge ransome. That body where artful beauty doctors tried their talents, poking with many knives, twisting and clipping to forg

How Do You Want to Die?

A Poem by: Danje E.B

TWENTY FIRST CENTURY

Sewn into these walls Are lullaby from a century ago Can you hear them? History is about to repeat itself Like it always has Sentiments and sentinel Sent on sabbaticals. No one gives a damn If the roof collapses As long as the house stands. We are all sentenced to death Hanging on gallows that we Happily built Happy that they broke Before we met our maker Here's to another chance at life Dancing, drunk on stupidity Piss for rum, tears for beer Cheers, we have earned it. Its a cozy world, cased i

Breath

One of the poems from my book of poetry ‘Journey to Self’ available on Amazon

TIGHT ROPE

Dark poetry

Matters Of The Heart ❤️

This talks about feelings, actions, that affects decisions made by our heart, its also a poem to help motivate. Thanks.

A Friend

It's my happiness

"The All-Seeing Deity: A Divine Ode"

In the realm unseen, a vigilant eye, A deity above, watching you and I. With tender care, our steps observed, Guiding us, when life's paths unnerved. A presence divine, encompassing all, Heeding our whispers, both big and small. Through darkest nights and brightest days, His guiding light forever ablaze. A merciful gaze, upon hearts burdened, Love's embrace, in moments uncertain. With grace bestowed, our worries allayed, In His embrace, solace is conveyed. Oh, divine observer, majestic and wise,