Three line confessions.
I hate small talk.
I hate it when people talk about meaning-less things like the weather while the more important conversations lurk deep inside, unsaid.
And I hate the fact that most of the haikus are about autumn.
So heres my try at coming up with a decent haiku.
At times I have followed the 5-7-5 , at times I haven't.
Condolence
Fell undecidedly
such small morbid salt crystals
on my lap his tears.
Wave me a last goodbye
Moving round and round
gray on grime ; rust on rust ; a
farewell, finally bid.
Humans
The devil’s tongue in
a clay mouth; self-assured for
thy heart Virginal.
The devil’s tongue in
a clay mouth; self-assured for
thy heart Virginal.
To be flushed
(an ode to my lil)
Dead lily dreaming
on the top of the fish bowl
she floats.
To fat or not to fat
On the crossroads of life
she makes her choice
full cream over skimmed.
full cream over skimmed.
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As I retrace his footsteps
A sad tune
the skylarks in love whine
of ecstasy.
A sad tune
the skylarks in love whine
of ecstasy.
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A mid-summer night's kiss
He melts with a kiss
glutinous, soft; in my mouth
my oatmeal cookie.
Just one last one,
Can you weep out a laugh
O you!who taught
how to empathize
To the moth who imparts lessons of compassion.
2 comments
My favorite is 'The midsummer night Kiss' :)
ReplyDeleteI always love reading Haiku.
Small is size,big in meaning.Essence-d
like speech in Broca's Aphasia.
The start reminds me of something similar said in God Of Small Things
"Humans
ReplyDeleteThe devil’s tongue in
a clay mouth; self-assured for
thy heart Virginal"
All hail the haiku Queen! First I wrote Horrible things on the LRC k samnay wali almari and now I read your HAIKU>>>> Can this get any better> NOOOOO