Baskadia

At the end

I wrote this to try and show how i felt when i realized that the facade that i put out was nothing more then a lie. The worst kind of lie because it robbed me of my identity leaving me a stranger within my self. Surrounded my the faces of people that claim to love me but the persistent question that never seemed to be answered is how can they when even i dont know me so how could they.

I am Thankfull

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Nelson Mandela Speaks :

The greatest glory in living lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.

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Poetry

Poetry (derived from the Greek poiesis, "making"), also called verse,[note 1] is a form of literature that uses aesthetic and often rhythmic[1][2][3] qualities of language − such as phonaesthetics, sound symbolism, and metre − to evoke meanings in addition to, or in place of, a prosaic ostensible meaning. A poem is a literary composition, written by a poet, using this principle. The Parnassus (1511) by Raphael: famous poets recite alongside the nine Muses atop Mount Parnassus. Poetry has a long

Stay

I hope you stay with me, until the very end. be true to me and don’t make pretend. like the bamboo who stand and bend— we will never break, we will never meet an end.

I'M A WINNER

I'm a winner can't be a looser,i dominate can't be demoted. I rule in all facets of life cos am crowned with the wisdom which supercedes all my peers. Failure isn't permitted in my destiny and lineage cos we are embodiment of winners . We lead in all we do cos we are accord peculiar and royal priesthood. Am not moved by any challenges of life cos am born an over comer ,born to dominate. I flourish in my endeavours cos i have the right to prosper. I swim in prosperity cos the strong holds of po

RESPECT

Don't command respect but persuade respect. Don't disregard it but appreciate it. Don't take it for granted but rather take it as a privilege and value it . Cos they respect you doesn't mean they should be oppressed. Cos they respect you doesn't mean they should be taken as a fool. Cos they respect you doesn't mean they should be used as a slave. Cos they respect you doesn't mean they should be treated as trash. Respect they say is reciprocal ,believe and accept the fact. Don't always exact aggr

Another world

Have you ever closed your eyes and wandered inside your head only to find yourself in the wrong address Because I did These aren't my thoughts This isn't my mind I wandered too far and now I am losing myself in someone else's head, drifting away to a place no beloved one can reach to save me. The faces, the vibes, the pattern of thinking Even the colors aren't the same I once painted my world in the colors of sunset, I lit the horizon with pink and lilac flames But this, inside this mind there w

The Fallen drop of tears

Perhaps, You’re unknown of the price. Although just a solitary droplet from a molten heart It has touched the earth with a thousand words within. As it scatters laden with soil Let the breeze come and touch you. In the dark night when the moon is nowhere to be seen, The world seeks for its beam. When the lonely wind touches me The lightning within my heart Tries to come out in the world. My heart always in fear of the fall…..! With the dew from the Himalayas Play my longing eyes This ever flowin

The Unexpected Meeting

I have met many eyes, and only i got lost in yours. When our paths accidentally collide, I open to you my closed doors. As I fell, really hard, It was you who catch me first.

Daughter love

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Poetry

Pain

Would you believe me if I say I could feel your pain, I know it hurts to smile again, thinking do I deserve this yet always shouting you deserve more than what you've gained, I know things won't be the same, but maybe it shouldn't be and that's the aim, to do it better than it was back it the day, seek wisdom and ask for understanding, perceive the vision and youll start to get what the plan is, you're part of the flight so remain calm and let the pilot safely land it, seats in the upright posit

Sunrise

Remember when the sun rises, and how beautiful it was that morning, It started to soar higher, to meet its delightful beginning. But not for us, have you forgotten? the daybreak knows why we parted, and how we ended things between us, It was the ending that got me unsettled. As much as the sun knows most of it, It is aware of my fear and shock, however, I understand myself more deeply, for it doesn’t know how much I want you back. So when the sun greeted the morning with joy, and welcoming it to

Mysterious memories

It's an original script written by me. In this poetry, the writer references to the power of memories and compares the drops of raining with memories and the fear of losing his beloved concerns the writer. In the end, As raining comes to an end and memories disappear. Then the mind becomes colourless.

DESTINED FOR DOMINION

I had been shattered, I had seen hell on earth. Realities of life has been the order of day in my life. I had been stroke with illness, Stroke With the fear that am not gonna make it, Stroke by the enemies of frustrations. I had heard voices that said, i won't be on the top most top.. I had mingled with people who call their selves my friends and family but deep in their heart is clustered with jealousy and strive. I had seen and heard a daughter of Jezebel who once said in quote "you are useles

ANXIETY(FEAR)

Day after days my heart panics, Night after night my dreams are filled with night mares cos anxiety has filled me and has been the order of the day in my heart. I try to calm my nerves down but no avail cos the fear of the unknown has overwhelmed me . Fear that am gonna die, Fear that am gonna be hurt, Fear that am not gonna actualize my dreams cos i wonder how long it gonna take, to be fulfilled. Cos sometimes,i wonder why it taking so long. Fear of shout and thought cos i don't wanna go depre

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