Baskadia

#SEASONAL POETRY

OVERBOARD CHAOS AND REVIVE

A Drifted Tale

002 Once upon a time, our love was blazing like the sun- warm, comforting, and suitable. Until the world played with spear and gun. We broke apart, we drifted along the brawl. We first met in front of your house's lawn, now, we end it tragically at that same place. Promises gone by, leaving feelings of affliction. All will be in memories, all those hugs and kisses. Time, distance, communication, and presence, we lose it all, and we slowly grew apart. In our promised place I felt your absence, re

Pied Piper

007 The children laughed just by the mention of his name. They understand the meaning of liberated that he claims, they understand the happiness that he spoke of. The only one who don't understand him were the adults. He took the children to play in the mountains, to laugh and get dirty while dancing and singing non-stop. He let them remember that they are still a child, a child that's supposed to run and get wild. He freed them from the shackles of society and obedience, letting them rebel to f

FREEDOM FROM EVERYTHING

This poem basically explains the struggle that I face in my life and how I feel being different from others

Ariel's Tragedy

014 A little mermaid, oblivious of the world's cruelty. Falls in the trap of love with no chance of safety. In a vast and wide sea, A handsome man from a distance you'll see. The little mermaid fall in love at first sight, When she save the man and became his knight. The man returned to land, With Ariel's heart in his hand. The innocent little mermaid Left her humble abode. To chase the man she love, So that his heart, she can have. To the witch she consult Her voice in exchange of her legs are

Unsent Love Letters

026 Scribbles written on a piece of paper, an emotion and feelings of an admirer. Confession were marked in each pages, freeing the emotions from its cages. Black ink formed words, sealed inside the envelope as a letter should. Each lines were full of admiration, a pure and innocent adoration. On these letters, a tale was mold, a secret story that is yet to be told. On these folded papers lies the hidden feelings, a strange and crazy emotions that clings. However, these letters were remain hidde

Thank you

Melody of a broken heart…

She was a Poem

028 She was a poem with rhymes and rhythm, someone whose secrets are hidden. Her faithful friend was her pen, an object who witnessed her veiled shenanigan. She was a poem that only a few can understand. Someone private and hard to comprehend. The papers are her companion at night, forming her thoughts as her pen took flight. She was an unfinished poem hiding traumas behind the pages. Unraveled emotions and tears are hidden inside her cages. Millions of thoughts keep her awake at night, shadows

Unconditional

011 You and I against the rules, the boundary of what is ethical. We are souls searching for comfort, found it, but was wrong. A mark has drawn, society deems it immoral and the world would never accept. An incongruent vessel, a mistake to be shown, and a blunder to speak. But We are not a mistake, our feelings are valid, and we too, are human. Loving one another was a blessing, even though society saw it wrong, even though the world was against. We may have the same sides, We may not look like

Broken Marriage Vow

005 A string of fate was tied, knotted into eternity and longevity, locked inside the vault with the promises of forever. Dress as white as snow, flowers blooming in morning dew. What a lovely sight to see. But all was just a moment- fleeting ang passing- changing sceneries and moving places. A string of fate was just a string, can be cut apart, can be broken through time. The white dress will be tainted in red, as the heart will drown in misery, killing it and causing pain. A horrendous act of

Toxic Moon

001 The Moon's serene light cascaded upon my being, creating illusions of my deepest desire. To be on its embrace is what I kept on wishing, but it was ruthless and won't look to what thing I'm eager. The roses exuded enthralling fragrance, but its thorns are like poison, painful and unfeeling. In every hidden and simple glance, lies inside are my turmoil and grueling. I desire to be in the Moon's embrace, but what I got are all endless pain. I conspire to be with the Moon's grace, but what I go

Starry Night

033 Tonight, the stars in the night sky are the brightest I've ever seen. It sparkles in the dark background, making me amazed as I've ever been. It is shining brightly in my eyes, blinding all of my fears. It twinkles in the darkness, sending me into tears. Science would say stars don't shine. Buy hey, I'm a poet, so I'd like to describe it as one. But honestly, I am just describing your image in my eyes. I am just writing my feelings using poems and rhymes. You were like an asteroid ready to l

Eirlys

000 A snowdrop sprout below the blanket of snow, Fighting the cold and letting its roots flow. Spring will soon arrive and the snow will thaw, Winter will soon end and so is your sorrow. —Eirlysss💧

Don’t judge a book by it’s cover

No summary only poetry we live for rhyme with no extra time.

When I Grow Up

031 When I grow up, I'll be able to fight the monsters under my bed, beat them to a pulp, defeat them and be a victor. I'll stomp on them, like how they bruised my courage. I'll punch them hard to the point they'll fly away. When I grow, I'll be tall enough to climb the tree, hopping unto each branches to grab the fruits. I'll be able to stand still with my strong limbs. I'll be big enough to carry my body while dangling. When I grow up, I'll be able to fight my bullies, countering them without

Unknown

023 These unknown feelings are creeping inside my heart. Confused whether it is love or merely attraction. You are a big figure, shinning under the spotlight, while I am an ordinary human, thriving under pressure. During midnight, thoughts about you are swirling inside my mind. Do I like you as you, or do I like your fame? Am I just drown in your life's glory, or I really want you? It's confusing, like a whirlpool in the middle of the ocean. You are someone way beyond my reach, even though we me

A poem about winter

Here's a humorous poem about a grumpy old man who doesn't want to participate in winter activities: Oh Rajab Zamstran, oh grumpy old man, Why do you resist the winter plan? The snow is fallin g, the fire is lit, But you refuse to join in the fun and grit. You scowl and grumble, you shake your head, "I won't play in the snow," you say instead. You cross your arms, you furrow your brow, Like a grouchy cat, you won't let go. But why, dear Rajab, must you be so sour? Winter's joy is worth much more.

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.

Ten Counts

030 One, two, don't let them blind your views. Beware of falsehood, beware of the shimmering lies. Three, four, guard your words, speak only the truth. Don't let them mislead your tongue with sweet rewards. Five, six, break free from the shackles, the restraint of power. Don't let the greed overcome your senses like a mermaid's lure. Seven, eight, safeguard your life for only the victors can tell a story. Don't haphazardly join a fight without a plan. Nine, ten, be the face of righteousness in t

How Do You Want to Die?

A Poem by: Danje E.B