Baskadia

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.

Rain filled with tears 😢

In the pouring rain, tears streaming down, Silent screams echo without a sound. From the depths of your being, a cry released, A wound unseen, pain never ceased. When your heart plummets, heavy and low, I understand your storm, the tempest's blow. I know your melody, your soul's refrain, Though your story's secrets may remain. Diverse souls we bear, unique in our frame, Yet intertwined, connected all the same. For in shared experiences, we unite, Embracing the human journey's light.

Forbidden

012 I'm a fish with gills, And swimming is my skill. You're a bird with wings, With the air you do your thing. I'm always looking up at you, While you look down at me. No matter how hard I try to reach, I can't and end up hurt. I'll die if I go with you, Because I can't breathe above. You'll drown if you go with me, Because water is your weakness. No matter how hard we try, We can't be together and just end up hurting each other. For our love is forbidden. The love that shouldn't happen in the f

THE MOON'S REFLECTION

022 The mood above is as calm as always, the exact opposite of my heart's beatings. Its reflections on the clear waters make me feel closer to its bench, so close and just within my reach. And yet, it was far and beyond me, too far and impossible to hold his regime. I loved the moon, the calm and serene moon. But it was too much, too deep for me to atone. It would always belong somewhere, somewhere only the likes of it can enter. And I would just continue to look up at its supremity, ignoring th

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

Crazy Death

A poem to those we have lost in time past and we really miss them

Shipwreck

004 That one gallant ship, the one I rooted for. It was sailing flamboyantly, racing with the winds, cutting through the waves, and fighting the current. But now... That one gallant ship, that one gigantic sail, has already sank down under the water. Beneath the ocean's floor its debris' the only remains. Soon it'll fade into dust, leaving only its images in our memories. —Eirlysss💧

Valiant

016 She's the girl full of glee, Each day she's smiling happily. She gives light to others' days, By her being bubbly. She's the girl full of dreams, In midnight cold she's burning her eyebrow on flame. She works hard to be the best, Even though it's hard she insists. She's the girl who is degraded by society, They say she dreams too big and is greedy. They said that she can't reach her goal, Because she's even lesser than a lump of coal. She's a girl who works with heart and passion, She proved

LAMENTATIONS OF A LIAR - Poems of Lamentations 001 -

021 Opening the box to unveil the truth; Searching for the right answer; Deciphering the lies and deception. But can you handle the crimson-colored fact? Lift the lid to see what's inside, But—be ready for you might get ruined. Now, open up your eyes to what you desire. Is the content to your liking? People hate lies and seek the truth, Without knowing that truth is more horrible than a lie. They abhorred the beautiful lies, But desire the painful truths. Ah really, what a bunch of fools. This i

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

Shipwreck: Fragmented Destiny

006 With tattered parts and pieces, they patches each holes with the hope and spoken promises. The fragments of the ship shall be connected once again, to make the cruise float on the ocean's terrain. At the dock they rested, and on the unknown journey they got pasted; hesitating whether to continue sailing, or just crumble to the world's judgement and beating. The ocean's full of unknown, the things that yet to be accepted and known. So on the shore, they anchored, deciding to stop to go furthe

Boundaries

017 Day and night I think of you. Since the day I laid my eyes on you, Your features are engraved in my mind And my feelings for you are bound. When you smile, you take my breath away. When you laugh you made my mind disarray. I wanted to walk by your side, And in your arms, I want to reside. The way you bite your lips, And the way you hold my hips; Sends me electrifying feelings That feels like there's magic in my surroundings. I want to be with you in this lifetime And love you until the end o

Love Unknown

Written thoughts of how it feels to be in love with someone not existing.

Insomia

024 This shit is keeping me up all night, depriving of sleep and rest. Always making my eyes wide open, feeding the bags under it. It's already morning and my eyes are still open. The rooster's shouting loudly, a sign that morning is near. But I am still here, wide awake. I tried to close my eyes so I can enter into dreamland. But this shit is keeping me up, turning me into a living corpse the next day. My brain is chaotic and loud, always thinking of 'what if's' and future. It won't shut up no

LOVE ❤️

My personal opinion on what love should be or what it is. ❤️

Scent of Hiding

029 Friendly as she is, always gives advice and answers queries. She laughs at every tiny parody, smiles at every little thing---so silly. Her charm was her beauty, a beauty she was insecure and shaky. She attracts souls who need therapy, a normal occurrence of hers every day. Her confidence was seasonal, she's cold but lowkey emotional. But beneath those facades, a stash was hidden, full of worries with no endin'. Midnight was her sweet haven, a time when she was free and in heaven. In the dark

In Between

035 They said, "work hard if you want to be rich," so we worked until we drop. But those hardships only worth a dime, not even enough to buy meals for the day. They said, "stop being lazy if you want to improve," so we grinded until we can't move. And yet, we are still at the bottom, barely surviving the currents of life. They said, "you are not doing your best that's why you're stuck," so we gave our all until there's nothing left. But how can we be still the same old person? How can we be stil

Obsession

025 This couldn't be love, a pure feeling that everyone wanted to have. This isn't affection of a lover, but a shackle of an agonizer. Those intense eyes and stares, followed each movement with glares. Those protective gestures, were not of a gentlemanly manners. That feeling is empty, like a void paper treaty. It'll only look one sidedly, a feeling that will end in tragedy. The tales and folklore knew it all, it wasn't love but a pitfall. A dark desire to imprison, to own someone's beacon. It w