Buried under sands, That were dreary and wind blown A jewelled hand springs. Distant blue its own, Deluged by the sandy surf, It still stayed afloat. .
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Category: haiku
Rooted#Writephoto(a Haibun)
My soul tethered deep into my conscience is my anchor of life. Strong and sturdy, weathering the life's storms,it has grown. Lateral branches lush with verdant emotions, lush with life sprout shading me from harsh glares. They droop down burdened with the plethora of life's emoticons. And as they touch down to meet my inner… Continue reading Rooted#Writephoto(a Haibun)
Shadows ( a haiku )
Two hearts side by side, Embalmed in a golden bliss, And now umbrageous.
A hope( a haiku)
A precipice steep,Overlooks a grey expanse,A hope golden shines.
A quest (a Haibun)
She sat on the long wooden bench watching the people walking by. The doctors hurried to their OPD rooms in stiff shirts,the nurses masked and gloved in crisp uniforms hovering by. And the patients of all ages just watching stoic and maudlin. The aroma of the tantalising coffee from the kiosk mingled with the septic… Continue reading A quest (a Haibun)
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #249 Pitch&Tone
Life's shrill pitch echoes, A cacophonous tune heard, My heart yearns silence. Via :https://ronovanwrites.com/2019/04/15/ronovanwrites-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-249-pitchtone/
What do you see? April 9/2019 (The circle of life- a Haibun)
The rolling verdant expanses offer an infinite panorama of life. The valley is lush with dancing blossoms. They are imbued with warm colours of Mother Nature. Tall pines soar high majestically paying an obeisance to the blue skies. The denizens of the blue canopy above traverse down to lend their colours to the world below.… Continue reading What do you see? April 9/2019 (The circle of life- a Haibun)
What Summer did? (A haiku)
Sharp rays golden edged, Darted deep into my heart, As dark cold seeped out. .
Pink (a haiku)
The power of pink, A cynosure so brazen, Yet love radiates. A very Happy Women's Day to all of you. A salute to the Pink Brigade.
Haibun Road: a haibun weekly challenge
I have composed a haibun on the the paragraph below: "The moon and sun are eternal travelers. Even the years wander on. A lifetime adrift in a boat or in old age leading a tired horse into the years, every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home. From the earliest times there… Continue reading Haibun Road: a haibun weekly challenge
