A void( a senryu)

As your mind goes into vacuity,you are in a beleaguered state. Nothing makes sense as nothing goes in. It seems to have frozen or just gone numb. You go about with the humdrum monotony like a wound up robot. Feeling nothing for there is nothing to feel. Losing nothing for there is nothing to lose.… Continue reading A void( a senryu)

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RonovanWrites# Weekly# Haiku#Poetry Prompt#Challenge# 262 Ripple & Wind

A ripple of thought, A wind of fiery desire, Fired her to soar high. Via: https://ronovanwrites.com/2019/07/15/ronovanwrites-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-262-ripplewind/

Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 136 #PhotoPrompt

A Beacon ( A Haibun) The stony steps lined by a verdant gossamer of thin moss led to the teak panelled door of the house. Embedded in the pristine granite frame,it stood guard,a sentinel to love and life inside. The trellis lush with green foliage embellished its facade. Radiating a vernal bloom that was incited… Continue reading Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 136 #PhotoPrompt

A Haze

A dark haze, Clouds of vicious smoke, Spiralling, Waltzing to an ominous tango, Clawing its fangs deep down, Scavenging into a tormented soul. The mystic soul, Lost, Bewildered, Hurt, It wails. Seeking solace, Searching for a beacon bright, That would lighten up , Those dreary paths. Fallen into a dark abyss, It trudges along wearily,… Continue reading A Haze

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A dark night

A night dark and deep, Haunted by melancholic depths, Lone stood a tree, Its barren branches, Standing proud. For the crescent moon, Arched amidst the arid branches, Anointed them with a mystical hue. Embellished and adorned, The silvery beacon, It showed many lost souls, A weary way to redemption. Darkness shows you the way. Just… Continue reading A dark night

What do you see? May 28 / 2019

A Gift( an etheree) A shiny gift of surreptitious love, Anonymously sent a dark day, A catchy, meticulous bow, Tying up all the loose ends, Sericeous and vibrant, The starry facade, Sheathing bounties, Sent unknown, Spreading, Love. Via: https://wp.me/p7KSnx-2X3

It arose ( a double haiku)

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. .

As dreams come true