"cracky" poems - Hello Poetry

Like placing a Sitar I placed you with care, On my lap I dare, On my lap, till I fell asleep. My fingers ran over those dots Came to know the plots As I felt my cracky sneaks Smiled on turning the leaves On sensing your corners Understood the creator's pain The pain of adorning those leaves Those leaves that have thorns and veins You contained dots, Dots, six popped out, six punched in. Heartfelt heavy for sure On analysing the torture The torture of oneself Shed tears on knowing the revealed fact The revealed story. Slid within, Felt the essence of love and life I didn't want to harm To harm by a pen By a pen by underlining the passage. Hats off to Louis Braille A blind man Felt the essence of a novel Though those eyes were at rest Though the world is black Lived the moment of colours By the warmth of which the eyes fell asleep. Dated: 19.10.2014

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Jan 15, 2018

Jan 15, 2018 at 7:51 AM UTC

Sasevardhni

Braille

Like placing a Sitar I placed you with care, On my lap I dare, On my lap, till I fell asleep. My fingers ran over those dots Came to know the plots As I felt my cracky sneaks Smiled on turning the leaves On sensing your corners Understood the creator's pain The pain of adorning those leaves Those leaves that have thorns and veins You contained dots, Dots, six popped out, six punched in. Heartfelt heavy for sure On analysing the torture The torture of oneself Shed tears on knowing the revealed fact The revealed story. Slid within, Felt the essence of love and life I didn't want to harm To harm by a pen By a pen by underlining the passage. Hats off to Louis Braille A blind man Felt the essence of a novel Though those eyes were at rest Though the world is black Lived the moment of colours By the warmth of which the eyes fell asleep. Dated: 19.10.2014

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The alarm buzzed. I didn't hit the snooze button. Instead, I woke up. I woke up and it felt different already. I didn't love you anymore. I didn't want to stay in my bed and cuddle with you. My bed sheet didn't smell like you. My misbuttoned shirt didn't crave for your attention. Nor did my shabby hair locks long for your touch. My room felt bigger, brighter. And the frosty window pane looked clearer than before. The walls stopped closing in. I could see things vividly. I could hear my heartbeat. I could feel the warmth of my hands. I could move my lips. My neck felt less burdened. Most importantly, I could breathe, normally. My eyes weren't watery anymore and that pain that weighed down on my chest was long gone. All that gone. Just like that. I didn't love you anymore. I didn't think of you in the shower. Your thoughts never came rushing into my head. Your memories didn't bother me. My morning coffee tasted better and the newspaper made much sense. The last voicemail you send seemed cracky and those photographs on the wall were all washed out. I forgot your smile, the way your eyes glanced into mine. Everything about you was a faded memory now. For the first time in many long years, I felt no pain. I felt free. I felt like myself. I felt alone. But being alone didn't scare me at all. Being alone felt natural, quite natural. I smiled. Just because. I didn't love you anymore.

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Feb 9, 2018

Feb 9, 2018 at 12:48 AM UTC

missfabulous

Myself, at last

The alarm buzzed. I didn't hit the snooze button. Instead, I woke up. I woke up and it felt different already. I didn't love you anymore. I didn't want to stay in my bed and cuddle with you. My bed sheet didn't smell like you. My misbuttoned shirt didn't crave for your attention. Nor did my shabby hair locks long for your touch. My room felt bigger, brighter. And the frosty window pane looked clearer than before. The walls stopped closing in. I could see things vividly. I could hear my heartbeat. I could feel the warmth of my hands. I could move my lips. My neck felt less burdened. Most importantly, I could breathe, normally. My eyes weren't watery anymore and that pain that weighed down on my chest was long gone. All that gone. Just like that. I didn't love you anymore. I didn't think of you in the shower. Your thoughts never came rushing into my head. Your memories didn't bother me. My morning coffee tasted better and the newspaper made much sense. The last voicemail you send seemed cracky and those photographs on the wall were all washed out. I forgot your smile, the way your eyes glanced into mine. Everything about you was a faded memory now. For the first time in many long years, I felt no pain. I felt free. I felt like myself. I felt alone. But being alone didn't scare me at all. Being alone felt natural, quite natural. I smiled. Just because. I didn't love you anymore.

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I dream of God I dream of me I dream of me, being God, being me. I dream of life How fragile - life, the dream I dream of life, beyond a century. I dream of power I dream the world Unconstrainable, irrepressible, me. I dream of knowledge Limits, never-ending Vast capacities, knowing, more. I dream of nature It being kind I dream of breaking, building, it apart. I dream of existence Something more Than banal feuds, than rocks and bones. I dream creation Destruction, change Meaningless, meaningful, who's to say? I dream of time Washing, over me I dream of a dream, a bit more.. I dream alone I dream a dream Where space is not, this empty. What maniac would make it Like this There isn't one. I dream of humanity All trying to dream In vain, it all goes away. I dream of people Not being ***** Why do we do this, the loneliness, oh my. I dream of laws and rules Society, the hypocrisy.. We're all swine, apes, as benign? I dream of you You reading this Pick up your jaw, you thoughtless stale **** My dream is hope My dream, I guess Not going anywhere, as with hope. I dream of others Dreaming with me Away you blank faces, don't look at me like that. I dream of the sun I dream of the open Freedom, huh, my dream is more real.. I dream of doing Dreaming, doing everything Not quite possible, as far as possible is. I dream of more Me being more More than my cracky body, brain. The dream is here It will stay My dream, my cry to reality. I dream of me I dream of my life Being more Than a single human life. I dream It's just me Me

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May 10, 2018

May 10, 2018 at 5:42 PM UTC

cruisinginspaceandtime

A Dream

I dream of God I dream of me I dream of me, being God, being me. I dream of life How fragile - life, the dream I dream of life, beyond a century. I dream of power I dream the world Unconstrainable, irrepressible, me. I dream of knowledge Limits, never-ending Vast capacities, knowing, more. I dream of nature It being kind I dream of breaking, building, it apart. I dream of existence Something more Than banal feuds, than rocks and bones. I dream creation Destruction, change Meaningless, meaningful, who's to say? I dream of time Washing, over me I dream of a dream, a bit more.. I dream alone I dream a dream Where space is not, this empty. What maniac would make it Like this There isn't one. I dream of humanity All trying to dream In vain, it all goes away. I dream of people Not being ***** Why do we do this, the loneliness, oh my. I dream of laws and rules Society, the hypocrisy.. We're all swine, apes, as benign? I dream of you You reading this Pick up your jaw, you thoughtless stale **** My dream is hope My dream, I guess Not going anywhere, as with hope. I dream of others Dreaming with me Away you blank faces, don't look at me like that. I dream of the sun I dream of the open Freedom, huh, my dream is more real.. I dream of doing Dreaming, doing everything Not quite possible, as far as possible is. I dream of more Me being more More than my cracky body, brain. The dream is here It will stay My dream, my cry to reality. I dream of me I dream of my life Being more Than a single human life. I dream It's just me Me

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the sky turns grey and then the patters softly fall down dampen my clothe it feels so cold stand between the unvailing decisions stare at the old fool cry for the unsure stuck in this skittish i know i should run furthermost unchain my soul but should i let this cracky heart just fall onto miserable surface?

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Apr 12, 2017

Apr 12, 2017 at 10:13 AM UTC

__reverieur

perplexed

the sky turns grey and then the patters softly fall down dampen my clothe it feels so cold stand between the unvailing decisions stare at the old fool cry for the unsure stuck in this skittish i know i should run furthermost unchain my soul but should i let this cracky heart just fall onto miserable surface?

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Friends are fun, care, love and life, They are the extension of myself. They appear from nowhere on a day, Start walking with me then to the bay. They knock my door on break of dawn, Sip the coffee from my half sipped cup, They sit with me on the reddish dusk, And dip me in the wildest hue. They mess with me in a cracky way, Annoy me and agitate me to a scream, GET LOST IDIOTS for a while atleast, And when I turn back still they smile. My friends are the pearls I gathered, From the ocean of my acquaintance. They are the mirrors which reflect me, And my existence in this world. "Dedicated to all my lovely friends"

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Aug 7, 2016

Aug 7, 2016 at 2:38 AM UTC

prathibha-pradosh

Friends

Friends are fun, care, love and life, They are the extension of myself. They appear from nowhere on a day, Start walking with me then to the bay. They knock my door on break of dawn, Sip the coffee from my half sipped cup, They sit with me on the reddish dusk, And dip me in the wildest hue. They mess with me in a cracky way, Annoy me and agitate me to a scream, GET LOST IDIOTS for a while atleast, And when I turn back still they smile. My friends are the pearls I gathered, From the ocean of my acquaintance. They are the mirrors which reflect me, And my existence in this world. "Dedicated to all my lovely friends"

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Long we wander In search of water, Indeed water is life Sand all over Winds that blow hard Sun that boils Tiring hot grounds Cracky stones that hurt Life was tiring Days that were melting Nights that were freezing Indeed water is life .... Success is the oases The poor the occupants Problems are the deserts .... I find this great friends

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Jan 25, 2015

Jan 25, 2015 at 10:43 AM UTC

kfc

Oasis

Long we wander In search of water, Indeed water is life Sand all over Winds that blow hard Sun that boils Tiring hot grounds Cracky stones that hurt Life was tiring Days that were melting Nights that were freezing Indeed water is life .... Success is the oases The poor the occupants Problems are the deserts .... I find this great friends

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You call, but the water drops behind me are crying too loud for me to hear Water drips down my body as I peek watching you call for the first time in my register but in your register the third I switch off the water to answer your call that has no connection Aii, I finish up get dry and call again in my room but no connection again You call to ask if we chilling I said yes, you tell me "cool I'm coming to bye" In a cracky voice I ask "forever", you say yeah, with tears hiding in my eyelids I say "okay" I sign you in, not with an excited heart this but a heart filled with sadness The elevator ride makes me even more sad, because you extend your care by asking "if I'm okay?" and I lie "yeah", not wanting you see the drip coming from my heart Time to say bye You greet the rest hand-shaking, fist-pumping, while you do that I wonder around with a sad face not so ready to say bye My turn, oh no, I don't want to... I'm expecting a fist pump, but instead I receive a warm tight hug from you You hugged me so tight, whispering in my ear "don't miss me too much" Oh my, I can still feel your breath echoing in my ear... And little did I know that this hug would be our last.. Jasmine Nakana

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Aug 21, 2019

Aug 21, 2019 at 9:41 AM UTC

Jassy_Jay

Little Did I know that would my last hug

You call, but the water drops behind me are crying too loud for me to hear Water drips down my body as I peek watching you call for the first time in my register but in your register the third I switch off the water to answer your call that has no connection Aii, I finish up get dry and call again in my room but no connection again You call to ask if we chilling I said yes, you tell me "cool I'm coming to bye" In a cracky voice I ask "forever", you say yeah, with tears hiding in my eyelids I say "okay" I sign you in, not with an excited heart this but a heart filled with sadness The elevator ride makes me even more sad, because you extend your care by asking "if I'm okay?" and I lie "yeah", not wanting you see the drip coming from my heart Time to say bye You greet the rest hand-shaking, fist-pumping, while you do that I wonder around with a sad face not so ready to say bye My turn, oh no, I don't want to... I'm expecting a fist pump, but instead I receive a warm tight hug from you You hugged me so tight, whispering in my ear "don't miss me too much" Oh my, I can still feel your breath echoing in my ear... And little did I know that this hug would be our last.. Jasmine Nakana

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