Baskadia

Live

We may not have the time we think we have.

Torment

The tears we shed are not only that of pain. It might be of torment. The torment of not knowing the unknown. We are scared of things that are yet to come. Things that are yet to form. Some might hide, and some might run. But it will always come just for fun. It lurks in the shadows, driving you insane. It enjoys the torment, it thinks it's a game. It feeds off the pain. You can only pray. We all have that fear. Some call it anxiety, and some call pain.

TIGHT ROPE

Dark poetry

ANHEDONIA

In this condition a person is totally shuttered and he often feels uneasy in a pleasant situation.

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

A Can't Write

Even when I felt like writing not, I managed that. Rate it!

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

Short poem for bird lovers

In skies so wide, the birds take flight, Their feathers painted with dawn's soft light. With melodies sweet, they serenade the day, In nature's orchestra, they proudly play. Their wings of grace, a sight to behold, In every color, a story's told. In trees they nest, in freedom they soar, Birds of wonder, we forever adore. From sparrows humble to eagles grand, In every land, they make their stand. Oh, bird lovers' hearts, forever they'll sing, For in these creatures, such joy they bring.

When did we fall out of love?

.... you know that day is coming...and boy, believe me, it's coming...

Loneliness

Dillagi

As Above, So Below

The Principle of Hermetic Philosophy

Poetry

Nigeria my pride

Nigeria is renowned for its diversity, with a mix of cultures, religions, and traditions that make up its people. Despite facing various challenges, such as poverty and corruption, Nigerians are known for their strength and resilience. They have a vibrant energy and an unbreakable spirit, which allows them to overcome obstacles and strive for a better future. This combination of diversity, and strength makes Nigeria a unique and dynamic country with great potential for growth and success.

I Want You Out Of My Head

Thoughts, Nightmares Dreams and what nots.

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Gender equality

THEME: GENDER EQUALITY TITLE: Equity, not equality Gender equality? In our forefathers time, Everyone stayed in his or her place. A boy was a boy, and a girl, a girl. Look at us now. It has turned to be a gospel Being spread left, right and center; That both boy and girl child are equal. Yes they are of different sexes, Beautifully and wonderfully created by God. But do we really need gender equality, If it is going to create toxic feminity and masculinity in our midst? How is it gender equali

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Heart of poetry

Appraising the art of poetry ❤️❤️❤️

charming nature of villages

charming nature of villages This book will be better for all those who love nature, this book will teach you to love nature, this book can be read by all classes, but if you are a parent then you can teach your child compulsorily is,

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Melody of a broken heart…

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