#crunch
It rushes and swirls
Chills my cheeks through;
Pushes through my curls
And sends shivers down my spine
It picks up the beautiful autumn leaves
And scatters them around
As walk I hear the crunching
What a glorious sound.
Oct 24, 2025
Oct 24, 2025 at 11:07 AM UTC
October burns in colours no other month can hold
Leaves crack beneath my boots
Each one a reminder that
Endings can be beautiful
Halloween grins on porches
Plastic fangs and candle flames
A carnival of shadows that feels more honest
Than daylight ever does
I love it for its strangeness
For the way it makes the world admit
That there’s something waiting in the dark
And Samhain
The air shifts
The veil thins
I light candles for the ones I miss
Watch the smoke climb into night
Like a message they might still read
I don’t beg them back
I just say "Thank you"
Or that I still remember them
This month is home
The crunch of leaves
The smell of smoke
A carved pumpkin collapsing into itself
While the flame inside refuses to die
October is where I feel most alive
Orange skies and black nights
My body tuned to the hum of it
I will not let you rush me past it
In favor of tinsel and candy canes
This is my season
My altar of colour
Bone
And flame
My love letter written in cider breath
And the sound of footsteps in the dark
October holds all of it
The grief
The joy
The masks
The monsters
The ancestors
The harvest
The truth that nothing really leaves
It only changes form
And I would live here forever
If the year would let me
Sep 30, 2025
Sep 30, 2025 at 12:45 PM UTC
What a night tonight…
It’s quiet, quiet!
No sounds, no crunches, no breeze,
It’s not like last day.
Now it would be the time
To talk about love with you.
But the Night is wild
Let’s not stress her out anyway.
What a night tonight…
It’s dark, dark!
There’re no grudge, no grief, no sorrow.
It’s all gone.
Let’s sit in silence with you
Meet the dawn,
And both dissolve,
When it gets light whole.
There’ll be the dawn, and we’ll realize,
There’s no need to lie.
Cause there’s no love, only a plume
Of empty hopes.
And we won’t have to break and tear.
It’s all empty.
There’s no you and me, no us.
It’s just a mope.
Jun 17, 2025
Jun 17, 2025 at 4:22 PM UTC
The sound of your thoughts
crunch through my brain
every time
I chew
through
your
lies
Aug 16, 2024
Aug 16, 2024 at 5:09 AM UTC
they crunch under my feet
because however hard i try,
i will never keep them in tact
Oct 8, 2021
Oct 8, 2021 at 2:57 PM UTC
Cookies Crumble
Cheshire Cheese’s Crumble
Carrots Crunch
Custard Creams Crumble
Jul 24, 2020
Jul 24, 2020 at 3:28 PM UTC
From a pinpoint explosion
to the edge of space and time
a never ending expansion
racing through stars that shine
stretched too far
like this rubber soul
trapped in a bell jar
a personal black hole
let go
for this name has been expunged
let go
for this big crunch
let go
for this death
let go
and draw the last breath
as the pinpoint universe
explodes only to reform
as stars and time disperse
this soul contorts and transforms
rises from the ashes
and sees a new day birthed
gazes as a new sun flashes
on a new mother earth
happiness has finally been found.
Jun 4, 2019
Jun 4, 2019 at 8:35 AM UTC
The last time we met.
You stood in front of me wearing those almond eyes
that I love so much.
Not once did I hesitate
Developing a taste for almonds.
The taste of something new in the mystique of fascination.
I did not realize my love for almonds
until the initial taste.
Finding how deletable they are,
The everlasting crunch of an almond.
A unique taste swirled around my mouth
covered in milk chocolate.
Although you have gone, I have remained faithful in your absence.
Recognizing your wrapper by name
Remembering the first crunch I realized I was in love
May 28, 2019
May 28, 2019 at 12:20 PM UTC
I must have dropped my dreams at some point,
Because all of the sudden they were on the floor.
'Be careful!' I exclaimed.
'We are,' they claimed.
They weren't.
Suddenly my dreams were being stepped on.
I thought it would be okay,
But then I realized
They were shattered.
My dreams!
They were crushed by the careless acts of someone.
They said they would be careful
Now everything I ever wanted is broken,
Shattered with all hope lost.
Crunch.
The sound they made when the fateful action occurred.
My "loved one" so thoughtlessly stepped,
They knew, I told them, and they didn't care.
All hope lost and my dreams scattering with every second.
I wept.
May 21, 2019
May 21, 2019 at 12:18 AM UTC
I'd always been a little bearcub
Feeling my paws crunch the twigs and mulsh of the forest floor
Seasons are changing, though
I'm finally standing up on my hind legs
Raising my hands high, speaking up for the first time
Hoping that maybe you can hear me now
Letting my growls grow, my echo,
rumbling through the trees
Feeling the breeze in my hair
Knowing that I have made it
and I am home
Feb 9, 2019
Feb 9, 2019 at 10:51 AM UTC
With every step,
my mental sanity dwindles.
Pulling me from the reality.
Shadows move,
Life drains,
time stops.
The world ends
Dec 21, 2018
Dec 21, 2018 at 10:19 AM UTC
Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!
Is it...
fallen snow, frozen over a cold evening-
Amber and bronze leaves, felled by a cool autumn breeze?
Or is it simply my barky breakfast bar, leaving me wondering if others can hear me chewing...
I know my mouth is closed, I am trying to be courteous...
But can they hear it?
Feb 8, 2018
Feb 8, 2018 at 8:02 AM UTC
It all starts with
the perfect crust.
Not too thick,
not too thin,
with just the right
amount of crunch.
Classic crust
Jul 3, 2017
Jul 3, 2017 at 7:24 PM UTC
Jumping on the crunchies
And crushing where I step,
Absorbed in each breath.
Where fall leaves stale,
I plant these stomps
going nowhere,
In particular.
Then I saw you
Stepping on
crunchies too,
consumed,
Simple and true.
With all of you.
Stay playful, stranger, curious.
There's enough crunch
For the both of us.
Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 4:27 PM UTC
its been so long since I’ve written you down
and since, there have been other you’s that have
come and gone
like these seasons,
steady
so now it is Fall again,
the time last year during which my heart was aching
as you vanished from my side;
I stopped and watched as
you went;
you went so
slowly
i stand now, still abandoned
like a tree from its leaves
but I do stand,
and I wonder what you’re doing now,
but only for a moment
before I continue walking;
listening
as the leaves that were silenced
crunch beneath my sentimental feet.
Sep 26, 2016
Sep 26, 2016 at 8:19 PM UTC
They just keep gnawing on my bones
They're glassy eyed they look like drons
With a persistent chewing grinding away
It goes on all night and day
Teeth scraping on bone the sounds unnerving
They think my bones they are deserving
They just keep gnawing, and bitting through
But this is nothing very new
Teeth on bone, crunch crunch, crunch
Gnawing on me again for lunch
Mar 12, 2016
Mar 12, 2016 at 8:10 PM UTC
The Mongoose dances with the Cobra
Bending and twitching, it looked like yoga
One little ***** of those poisons fangs
Will leave it dying in ravenous pain
The Mongoose so small and frail
It looks like the dance with the Cobra is sure to fail
The jumping and striking is memorizing to watch
Looking exhausted they raise it up a notch
A dance to the death is the show before me
The Cobra's hood is all I can see
He sways from side to side trying to hypnotize
But I can hear the Mongoose's chattering cries
Bouncing back and fourth on legs of springs
The Cobra strikes, you can hear the zing
The Mongoose is to fast, to the side it jumps
Then comes the bone crushing crunch
As the snakes body curls in on it's self into a ball
Looks like the mongoose won after all
So even if you think of yourself as small
Be the mongoose when problems come to call
Mar 6, 2016
Mar 6, 2016 at 4:17 PM UTC
And it's not only our world,
That'll shatter in the end,
But the whole universe...
Feb 25, 2015
Feb 25, 2015 at 10:12 AM UTC
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Waves are pushing the shore
Continents are drifting from the top of the core
On the other hand existence is grounding more
Who made this life and torn?
How did the beauty born?
And who left this earth alone?
Who lost the time in a cyclone blown?
I am standing far from the any
And the waves are making the sounds of penny!
I see the wee time folds within the ripples of many -
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@ Musfiq us shaleheen
Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 2:27 PM UTC