56 #
In the realm of work, where chaos thrives,
Beauty and the beast clash in our daily lives.
With actionable plans that seem far from feasible.
We navigate the maze, feeling utterly disbelievable.
Meetings galore, where ideas take flight.
But like a kite in a storm, they vanish out of sight.
Spreadsheets stretch to the horizon's brink,
Leaving us wondering. "What did I just think?"
In this office circus, where chaos is the norm.
We ride the rollercoaster, trying to stay warm.
Bosses with deadlines, like jesters in the court,
Making us dance, like puppets of some sort.
But amidst the madness, laughter finds a way.
We joke and we jest, to brighten the day
Sa here's to the work, both confusing and grand.
In this crazy adventure, let's make our stand!
-M.A.K--
55 #
Indulgence in chocolate
In the kitchen's warm embrace, A symphony of scents takes place. Cocoa whispers fill the air, As chocolate cake begins to prepare.
Flour sifts like softest snow, As butter melts in gentle flow. Sugar crystals, pure and sweet, Blend with eggs in a dance complete.
Into the oven, the batter goes, Where magic works as time slows. Rising high with tender care, The cake emerges, beyond compare.
Rich and dark, a cocoa dream, Layers stacked, a chocolate stream. Velvet crumb and ganache gleam, In each bite, a taste supreme.
With every forkful, hearts delight, In chocolate's embrace, spirits take flight. A slice of heaven, moist and fine, Chocolate cake, forever divine
-M.A.K--
54 #
City
The hustle and bustle,
Makes me puzzle.
The colour and sound I enjoy for awhile.
The statues, I wonder
The lights and streets all in delight,
People seems with dreams.
Don't know they all fulfilled.
Buying and selling never ending
Rich or poor all are but busy.
Vendor's video me in call I can't ignore.
But eating out craves me a lot.
The glittering city haunts me yet,
I would be me only in my own village.
-M.A.K--
53 #
The world made it a secret.
It is my life.
Life is not that flow of water with out any hurdle
It flows crossing, climbing Some where in a hurry.
Gasping, panting or dancing It flows only to merge A secret grows like a tumor Before it gets to a malignant be the owner.
Let it bloom to spread the beauty Or pull it out for your own peace.
-M.A.K--
52 #
Délice de Chocolat: A Symphony of Sensuality
In the flickering candlelight's soft glow,
A molten lava cake sits, waiting to bestow.
Decadent and divine, it calls my name,
With promises of pleasure, it fans the flame.
As I slice through its shell, warm and sweet,
The molten center begins its sultry retreat.
Velvet rivers of chocolate, rich and bold,
Erupt from within, a sight to behold.
Each spoonful a journey, an indulgent dance,
As the lava cake melts, I fall into a trance.
Sensuous whispers of cocoa fill the air,
As I savor each hite, lost in its affair.
With every taste, passion ignites,
In the depths of desire, where fantasy takes flight.
The molten lava cake, a symphony of delight,
An ode to decadence, in the still of the night.
-M.A.K--
51 #
Red flag/Green flag 🌲🏒
In a world of red and green, I find myself in between, Too good for toxic, that's dear, But also toxic, I fear. Red flags wave, but I'm not sold, Green flags, too, leave me cold. Zara yellow, 💛 a hue so bright, But does it signal Mr. Right? Halka purple 🟣 a unique shade, Perhaps the one I should seek. For in this Rainbow of love's array, I'll find my match, come what may. So here's to finding a love that's true, in colors beyond Red and blue. No more toxic, just pure delight, in a love that fits just Right.
-M.A.K--
50 #
Student's life.
That sleep we get after an exam,
During important boring lectures,
After the school or college is over for the day and we return home in bus or trains.
My god it's more dangerous and deep than the state of being high or drunk.
-M.A.K--
49 #
Sweetest miracle
When I am wandering in my heart thinking about my friend's thoughts and she video calls/messages me!
Or
She is offline and I am typing and at the same moment she comes online!
-M.A.K--
48 #
Moon
She visits me every night as she is the Moon of my life.
The day she visits on mornings it's beautiful as even she gets to meet the morning sky with birds with Sunshine.
She is the moon of my life as she waves my emotions.
She is like the sweetest soul with the face like the glow of the moon.
Silky shining soft hair of her with beautiful essence of nature.
Shimmering eyes of her that speaks in silence and when blinks there is sweet smile.
A smile that can move my melodious heart that represents that spot on the moon we can see when it shine.
The sweet voice of her that brings joy in my heart
The moist juicy lips of her.
The cute brown nose and sweet cheeks
To whom the label of friend, lover or bff is not applicable.
As she is the soulmate of mine forvever.
-M.A.K--
47 #
Up above.
Amongst the densely cloud's. I only saw one light which was shining on me and made me the light for all.
-M.A.K--