Baskadia

No. 2

No. 2 It's what i've always been I've walked behind a pair No one would even care I've sat alone in the back seat of a car Remained silent like a chargeless guitar I would try again and again but life became blue and grey No one even glances my way Life in the books; i envy it so much cause I've realized friendship like that is something out of my clutch Someone be willing to die? For me? I can barely call them when i need. So I idealize friendship of a book's script Hoping one day it will fill

My anxiety

Some challenges lead us to anxiety but we survive

A Dancing Fire Within: From Silence to Excellence

"Within you lies an untamed spirit, a spark that yearns to ignite the world with its brilliance. Embrace the flames of your passion, let them dance and illuminate the path to greatness. With unwavering determination and relentless pursuit, transform your dreams into reality. Remember, you possess the power to create change, to inspire, and to leave an indelible mark upon this universe. So rise, embrace your destiny, and let your extraordinary journey begin."

Surrender.

Lights were out, she curled up in bed Against her will, her mind flooded with memories In the quiet night, she could hear her silent cries She shivered and her heart ached The sky was as black as soot, not a ray of sunlight Mixed feelings in an endless loop, like the figure of eight It took bravery to say goodbyes when feelings died. With the passing of time, she was pacified Time was all it took to mend the heart-or what was left of it Muscular yet fragile, like a poorly wired circuit So it was

Vengeful Flames

Burning bright with fury and hate, Revenge consumes me, it's my fate. I'll make them pay for what they've done, My anger rises like the sun. I'll plot and plan, I'll bide my time, Until the moment is just right. Then I'll strike with all my might, And watch them suffer in my sight. No mercy will I show to those, Who wronged me and caused my woes. Their pain will be my sweetest pleasure, As I exact my vengeful measure. But as the flames of revenge die down, I'll be left with nothing but a frown.

Poetry

A home away from home.                        On a brilliant chariot Driven by Heavenly messengers, Stacked with divine rapture, quietly thumped on my lawn entryway Composition of Elysium presented individually Empyrean drifted Immaculate welkin came to meet me, toward the beginning of the day hours Calling out to me floundering and mishandling I inquired, "Is it my turn today"? With a heavenly quiet, HE gestured Bang of a windowpane birched against it I staggered, anguished I felt and with esca

From Potential to Greatness; A poem Aloo Denish Obiero

Link: https://allpoetry.com/poem/17259662-From-Potential-to-Greatness-by-Aloo-Denish-Obiero

Grievance

A heavy weight upon my chest, It's like a stone, it won't be pressed. I try to breathe, but it's too much, I'm drowning in this ocean of such. I want to scream, but no sound comes out, I'm trapped inside this silent shout. I want to cry, but no tears will fall, I'm dry and empty, like a desert wall. I want to run, but my legs won't move, I'm stuck here, like a statue in the groove. I want to die, but I'm too afraid, Of what comes next, I'm so afraid. So I sit here, in this dark and cold, With my

The Tiny Stranger At George

One day at a pet shop, I met a man selling socks, For money he wanted to swap, But I really wanted some white fox. "Got any white fox?" asked I. "For that's how I'll spend my money." "No white fox here!" said the guy. He seemed to find it quite funny. "We've got some lovely crisps, I'll give you a very fine price." "I'd rather have some wisps." The man blinked rapidly thrice. The man seemed exceptionally energetic, And his manner was strangely amused. He wasn't what I would call electromagnetic,

I love you yet I feel more

I love you  yet I feel more. Ever since I laid my eyes on you something change inside my heart. I lost my reasoning, and be impulsive. When you appear I stagnate but  thinking of you I blast in bliss  . When you look at me I fall into a trap, of looking the most enchanting being, hence I shy and look away often. My strength just dissolve in your smile. I become sweet, soft and fluffy. There is something that I feel inside, but it become lost in translation. All I can say is I love you yet I feel

My way to you

My Way To You I tell my tale A traveller lost On twisted roads that lead astray No lights to guide; On soggy nights, The dull moon; The sad rains The agonies endured No tonic for the pain O destiny, where did you hide Among desperate cries; among flickering flames To silent skies, a question raised Did I not submit? To all your ways A lightning heard; an answer paved On flesh so pure; I saw my way It was your face; it had such grace, surely an ace Do I deserve; such a place? My way to you I did

IN MY SHOES

When I was born I was without shoes Now as an adult I find myself in different shoes Some of them I choose to buy Some were gifts or so I thought Others, I can't just tell How I got them But, I never stole any. Some of these shoes fit perfectly Some don't fit Some are way too big Others are too tight Yet I wear them Enduring the discomfort. When you see me having them on You admire them on my feet But you may not understand that 'He who wears the shoe knows where it pinches'. We all wear these s

Smiling Sun

“Without the frown of clouds and lightning, the vines would be burned by the smiling sun.” ...

An Ode To The Soul.

A sweet poem that tells us what the soul reflects and how it functions.

The Other Man's Tragedy

A page from The Songs Of The Other Man from Songs of Lexicon.

Hell’s Angel

I fell like tears on a rainy day Down to my doom and awakening Enlightened with feelings afresh and motives anew I have now evolved into self discovery Broken and reformed into a masterpiece One Pablo would be proud of It is in this new form that I dare to challenge all boundaries and conformity for I have met with the bulls eyes I’ll indulge you once or twice But where were you before my rebirth

Muse

I saw this image somewhere and it inspired me to pen this short but lovely poem down, hope you like it

The Reign Without a Throne; A poem by Aloo Denish Obiero

Link: https://allpoetry.com/poem/18718795-The-Reign-Without-a-Throne-by-Aloo-Denish-Obiero

then she came along

A poetry relating beauty in the eyes of the beholder letting what someone undervalue have greater value in the eyes of another

Joyous Sunday

The bells of Sunday ring With a joy that's all their own, And the birds in the trees above Seem to join in the song. The sun is shining bright, And the air is fresh and sweet, And the sky is a cloudless blue, And the world is at its feet. The children are out to play, And the flowers are in bloom, And the world is a happy place On this joyous Sunday morning. The cares of the week are gone, And the heart is light and free, And the soul is filled with peace On this joyous Sunday.