The world looked around,
Thats what he always does,
Spins,
Spins,
Spins,
He has gotten used to this life,
The same thing every day,
Every night,
Forever,
Oh so he thought,
One day he decided to go another way,
Another path,
No more spinning,
So he stoped,
Or tried to anyways,
He stopped but he kept going,
And he craked,
Don't worry,
He is fine,
Inside of him there was a bright light,
It shined through galaxys,
For the rest of time
Categories:
craked, beauty, change, earth,
Form: Free verse
Omelette au fromage!
It was like simply taking a risk,
In making omelette, breaking and whisk.
To drive it smoother than silk,
Add up some water or milk.
Chop, chop, chop!
Bulb onion, tomato, bell pepper, coriander and dill,
Salt ,black pepper, whip all before relaxing and chill.
Oh! Have some patience and wait till the butter melt,
As soon as it muster some heat from the hot pan felt.
Let the batter spread!
Hope nothing is left to tell,
Keep flapping untill it cooks well.
Ready! At the center sprinkle some grated cheese,
Enjoy hot while relaxing in the cool breeze.
Craked and stired,
Life is like a Omelette au fromage,
Whirl of love, anger and joy are hot served.
Categories:
craked, food, life,
Form: Light Verse
Her scrambled pessimism flowed like lava streams
Her yoke incubated more than just hopes and dreams
A alien world that resembled a festering wound
Smouldering ash, toxic gas was all that could be found
Her primordial soup had the chaotic future of a rotten egg
Tomorrow was a dark blanket - overcooked solid like a boiled egg
Her yesterdays were a ghost town of erupted volcano's
And life was - an overheated oven - a raging inferno
Before the first fish hatched to become seafood for the shark
I craked open the atmosphere to release a spicy aroma with a fork
Before the first dinosaur wore the scales of her costume
I gave the world more than all the oceans could ever consume
I was an unknown element nourishing in the stifling enigma
As a master chef wailing onions and chopping red magma
I was an unknown flavour preparing for this exquisite moment
The main ingredient - beaten into a beautiful omelette
Categories:
craked, how i feel,
Form: Rhyme
Holding hands as we walk between headstones
Feeling like a cyclone trapped in a gemstone
Emotions materialize like amber in the concrete
Personified Hellfire and brimstone, turning birthstones to bloodstones
Laughing like a psycho as she leaves me hallow
So I bestow a craked skull to Apollo
I did it just to watch the sun bleed
Luna delivers the deathblow, as I sit on his throne like a pharaoh
Luna's Lunatic, her faithful fanatic
A simple spell, potent potion I become frantic
Kill the light, slay the day, bleed the holy man
A little lunar lust and I become manic
Fighting sanity as the moon begins to rise
A deathly omen of genocidal demise
Howls fill the night, a nocturnal death knell
Last breath, final wish as I gently close your eyes
Categories:
craked, allegory, urdu,
Form: Rubaiyat
As I think of something to write I found myself floating in the wavy currents of my
thoughts
I felt the cold wind embrace my whole being and made me shiver:
Summer is coming to its endas the clouds give birth to the vapor of rain,
Soon the once dry and craked visage of Gaea will be as smooth as the China
Soon the dust-covered foliage will be as shiny as the newly-sprout beans,
Soon the hot breath of Zephyr will be as cold as the heart of the Ice Queen
And soon the traces of the sidewinder will be a mere remnant of the past.
Summer is now getting ready for its farewell,
While the sky is now ready to shed its tears.
This is the moment;
Moment for us to nid farewell to the reigning sun
And start embracing the coming of the majestic rain.
Categories:
craked, seasons
Form: Free verse
It's rotten in the bottom of the core of love.
Crunched up and tossed, once found now lost.
Glimmers like teases poke and whisper.
Tickle and blind me with their shimmers.
The shake from the quake craked the center,
All the love slivered away to the hate bay.
Some say it was ment and others no comment,
but something happened that night.
As the core tries to gather the loss,
sinks deeper in dirt covered moss
with nothing it stays in its sorrows,
and dreams no more.
"Farewell" the core said and whimpered off.
Trying to catch the glimmers once lost.
Not knowing that this is the end,
Of feeling ever again.
Categories:
craked, lost love
Form: Rhyme