|The Cracked Head, Heart, Flesh and Bones... Unknowingly named Human. (:|
Why the hell did they have to term it WRITER'S BLOCK?
I love building blocks. And I'm so stuck! 😣
- The Crackhead.
Damn those positivity quotes!
.. I still wait for him with hope.
Lookin at the stars, binds me with unwavering yet unsettling questions. What are stars but portals of our restless minds' endless imaginations?! Grateful I'm to the smart minds, they ended up with smart phones instead of smart souls..we are still alive! And gleefully staring at those glistening things that stares back at us, wondering what we are. What are we, now, I wonder, too. ?!
The stillness between every moment when my heart stops and starts anew, that's where you reside in, gracefully. The beat is just the rhythmic outline in sequence, trying to highlight its essense like that of an embossed glow in a beautiful art. My love, you are the neutrality of my existence!
Entwined in you
Begins with the self,
Deep in it,
The Crackhead. :)
Epic poetry !
... Together !
As hot as Ice ...
... As cold as Sweat
is an Anachronism
Travelling through time,
The Crackhead. ;)
I don't know...
I don't know if I can be the person who comforts you when you are broken by this world. I myself am broken. I don't know if we can save the world together. Sometimes it feels like the world is beyond repairing. But then, I hold to you somehow. I believe. I always believe. Because I know nothing else but it. I am crazily positive. And that keeps me going. In this world that is always making me feel I'm an alien. The feeling of not belonging, kills. And I'm grateful and blessed to have you alongside me, throughout the journey that's so hard. Love you Humanity. You are the meaning, of my meaningless life.
When the Sun caresses the leaves with its rays, when the moon kisses the grass leaving dew, at the same time, somewhere in the world, all at once, when Sun and Moon are in sync, that's when we'll meet. Deep in love will our hearts sink.
Value of Pi
An approximated truth
❤️ CLOUDS, YOU AND I ❤️
A Crazy Collaboration
By, SA and The Crackhead.
On cloud 9
I sit dreaming about you beautiful! Your eyes take me to another world filled with mysteries of romance. Hiding behind those smiles lies your beautiful soul. In the thoughts of you I get lost into you. Every second ticking I fall more for you. You are one kind of person who got to my heart. You locked me all around you with your love.
I stayed there watching you❤
With every passing cloud
Here I am, dreaming about you handsome! Your eyes speak to me, its depths and details, the unravelling mysteries above and beyond the earth. Within those rare smiles of ...
❤️ OUR STORY ❤️
A crazy collaboration
Brindha and SA.
This is our story.
The beautiful beginning of an unnatural love that the entire universe ever witnessed. The love which took all new form, never imagined even by the greatest Writers of centuries. All about us, all about the nature, all about the stories that are yet to be heard. This is our story for which every Minute saw its end, yet we loved in all those seconds. Story of us, story of love, story of a new meaning, story of a new feeling.
"Our story which we never Continued"❤
The dethroned king.
A beginning with an end, or so it looks like. How often doe...
IT IS THE CHOICE.
Sometimes, we have nothing to do with people around. Or even with those we feel connected other times. And certainly there are times when we feel bound to them, and live our moments, make them shine bright. But isn't it all selfish, to be with someone closer as we feel the need to connect and other times feel unstrung? What basically keeps one disconnected from people is the fact that the person finds it difficult to know which selfishness is of more value. It is the choice that one makes to choose between those that really mean nothing but Nothingness, to fill in their ever by surrendering the core self to it. The choice is what that makes it meaningful and meaningless. ...
My torn wings of frozen ice
What to me are you?!
Making your own ways
Wild and adventurous
An explorer lost amidst chaos
Finding worlds in and out
Flowing like a river of fire
Freezing in time and space, Sire
Darkness in its evil ecstasy
Lightning bright, a dark fantasy
Aren't you my obsidian blade?
Cutting me to pieces infinite
And my red blood wine that sheds
The softest velvet bud plain
Skin breaching snowy mountain
The burning flesh in flame
Elements all in one to name
Your silence speaks melodies
Stories quakes epiphanies
More than all that is
The soul in you that mine feels
Profoundly purest, natural it is
And what is n...
I'd drink more and more
Of your poetic ink
Yielding sources beyond
One best of it, the craving
Unrequited, my soul
Unheard, my screams
The longing of a reader
Ever remaining unlived !
Thought That Hit
Every time travel in comics and movies teach us one great lesson, which is
'the solution to any problem is to find out when and where it all began'. Works most of the time. Unless what you seek isn't solution but an alternative dimension in which you just escape the problem like it never happened. Makes sense, doesn't it? 😉
After, before and all time effects of
Being a speedster,
THE GREAT GRANDMOTHER
Momma..Momma',called the pumpkin guy
The climber green, came to answer by
Oh My Darling, I sense you sigh
Tell me pummy, the reason 'why'?!
Momma, I met my friend, 'Sunshine'
Sharing his fears, did he whine
The end is nearing, there are signs
Told me, He, clearing all of science
Kin kin Pumpkin, My dear son,
Nothing to fear, go tell the Sun
Ends and starts Life, it's just fun
Make sure, regrets you have none
But what if we die?, tell me mom
I'm so scared now, will it harm?
Adding an info, sunshine said
End, brings a species, their sins far ahead
I know them, my lil kid
Human, we call them, as they did
Kind and simple, once they were
Evil cursed their souls, they...
- The Crackhead.
The creator decided to create his most defective piece one day. And he had to put all his creativity into this one bubble. And did he blow it off. Its particles formed atoms and the atoms formed into a bubble again which was full of 😍 to be in the world of its own. Bubble reflects. You know, don't you? It just reflects every soul's inner self. Bubble lives a lifespan less than a minute, yet reflects everything around in the most beautiful way. Colourful, joyous, it shows how the world can be, even when the world is not how it shows. It gives hopes. It itself is a dream true. Living the most perfect way, it disinte...
Haiku Challenge 13
Lost memory, She
In a desperate attempt
to be remembered.
Haiku Challenge 12
Like the light through space
I wish I travel faster
Haiku Challenge 11
Please break me, My Love
Brick by brick not, My Walled Soul
for void fills its whole.
Haiku Challenge 10
You are a stigma
A weed I let grow on me
A dark monstrous tree.
Haiku Challenge 9
Once A Rock She was
Broke apart, Her solid heart
Like Shattered Crystal.
P.s : Thank you Janine for this wonderful challenge. :)*
THOUGHT THAT HIT...
Meditation is the way of communication the soul speaks to oneself, the mind speaks to the body, and the core speaks to the universe, without expecting any reply.
WILL HE BE.....?!
I'd be the Pen with no ink.
Will HE still be the paper, waiting to be filled?
I'd make my own rhythms, off beat, flawed poetry.
Will HE sing to its rhapsodies?
I'd name the dishes I cook, myself.
Will HE love to taste them, calling then as I do, praising their beauty burns?
I'd be a science geek, at times.
Will HE be ready to be the first human to be teleported?
I'd be a crazy mathematician.
Will HE be the One to derive my unfinished formulae to find life's solutions?
I'd say, I'm fearless.
Will HE tell me, 'the secrets will remain buried, always within you and me, its okay' ?
I'd be lost in thoughts.
Will HE stay immobile, next to me, not a word, yet holding me tight, t...