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: micro-poetry
An ode to a mother
A microcosm of love, No questions asked, Divinity manifested.
As dreams come true
Shadows ( a haiku )
Two hearts side by side, Embalmed in a golden bliss, And now umbrageous.
Bloom to be beautiful
Resurrection
Let me lose myself
She was ethereal
A hope( a haiku)
A precipice steep,Overlooks a grey expanse,A hope golden shines.
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/
