Haiku Challenge by SiS...& 3WW

HAIKU CHALLENGE

Day 1 – February 1st – Theme: Freestyle

Thanks to SiS  @ Few Miles!

Iced thoughts ;
a cube of frozen haiku

melts on the paper

Gleaming  eyes

gaze at sneezing words ;

hearts spill warmth


*****

Also written for 3WW
Detach, Jolt, Surge



Day detaches
from the surging night;
Jolted daydreams

RS :)

Mad Butterfly..

Written for OSI Prompt : Wrong..
Thanks to Sandra of La Palabra Diminuta for this week's prompt.



Mad Butterfly...



Mad butterfly
snubs the blooming flower;
wrong vibes..

And then rests on
the shadow of a rose;
right of love..

Tries to sprinkle
some colour of her wings;
vain struggle

Each flutter
disturbs flowers around;
sun wipes shadow

Rose understands,
sends vibes to call her;
mad butterfly..

RS :)

Jealous Fairies..

Written for Haiku Heights

prompt : Crimson 

Thanks to Nimue for prompt

Jealous Fairies..

Her heart grows wings

for a colourful flight;

Crimson sky

She flies alone

to shake hands with angels;

jealous fairies

Wears crimson

to meld with the skies;

hide and seek

Fills her pockets

with some glittering stars;

collectors item..

Oh, my dream melts

and I see crimson flowing;

she gifts me wings..

 

RS :)

Happy Morning Dew..

Written for

Haiku My Heart

and

Haiku Heights..

Happy Morning Dew..

A new day breaks
with cover of clouds;

happy morning dew

***

Happy morning dew;

her heart goes out for

Sun-flowers

***

Sunflowers

can't even turn crimson ;

she walks on

****

She walks on;
feels the dew on the grass
under her feet..

***

Under her feet

lies joy , eyes are sad;

a new day breaks..

 RS :)

Thanks for tremendous response to last week's
'She Picks Moon's Smile..'

Sun Will Rise Laughing...

Written for 3WW.... Lumber, Wreck, Bubble..

Sun Will Rise Laughing..

Hope lumbers
like a lonely bubble
ready to burst
in the wreckage of
imaginary thoughts
covered with the
dust of negativity
Yes, a little push
by a kinder heart
brings me
back to reality
where hope shines
attired in happy colours
gifted by the rainbow
specially weaved
by Sun and rain
on a joyous pattern
designed by my future
Hey, I deserve it, damn it
Moving ahead
I would just be picking up
all the happy things
lined up by God
lonely star in the skies
listens to this and smiles
Moon joins him and
I know, tomorrow’s
Sun will rise laughing…

RS : )

Need of Times..

Written for Jingle Poetry At The Gooseberry Garden

Unbiased views
and honest news;

Need of Times...

Need of Times;
discerning minds and
fearless spirits..

RS :)

Purest of Smiles, That!!

Written for One single Impression Prompt: Smile
Thanks to Geraldine for a happy prompt.



Purest of Smiles, That!!

" Look at that, wow!"
I had exclaimed seeing a
curve on tiny pink lips
of my little baby
His first smile
and at that moment
world too smiled with me..
Purest of smiles, that
among many of life's miracles...

***

Smiling Haiku....


I open my eyes
with a smile;
morning smiles too..

I bring the haiku from a series of haiku I posted on last Friday ...

Darkness of night
offers glittering stars;
she picks Moon's smile...

RS :)

Cold Feet, Strange Footprints

My second take

on Prompt 'Tiptoe'

For Haiku Heights

Thanks to Zongrik again for the prompt....

Winter

walks in tiptoed;

cold feet..

****

He always walks

tiptoed in silence;

strange footprints..

RS :)

She Picks Moon's Smile

Written for
Rebecca's Haiku My Heart..
and Leo's Haiku Heights..
(Thanks to Zongrik for Prompt: Tiptoe)

She Picks Moon's Smile

She walks through

a melted rainbow;

colored footprints..

***
Sunflowers

all turn to look at her;

jealous Sun..

***
Moon-lit paths

spread under her feet;

evening sighs..

***

Darkness of night

offers glittering stars;

she picks Moon's smile

***
Music stems from
each of her footfall;
no tiptoe steps..

RS :)

WISHES GOT WINGS....

Written on Picture Prompt

for Bluebell Books...

Image Credit to Whitebook @ DeviantArt, titled A Christmas Story for Rezzan

as given at http://bluebellbooks.blogspot.com/2012/01/short-story-slam-week-19.html

WISHES GOT WINGS....

I had hidden them inside
Didn’t want to send

But then the push from inside
Was pretty strong
And my heart burst open
Wishes for her tumbled out
Before falling down
Got wings and turned
Into beautiful birds
Went flying towards her,
Sitting on the tree
They now tease her
As she waits and prays
No, I won’t mind
Let the wishes surrender
Their wings and
Just fall in her heart
Wishes are meant to sooth
The frayed feelings
Like a balm…

RS :)

Dreams Break into Slivers..

Written for 3 WW.. Freak , Downhill , Sliver..

Dreams Break into Slivers..

A freak incident
embroils me in a situation
when perceptions collide
and  the journey downhill begins
dreams break into slivers
I see them shining
scattered around me
God commands and
Fairies and angels
descend from heavens
and help me
pick them up one by one,
As I  solve  the puzzle
a new shape emerges
soothing to the heart
that beats with
a happier rhythm...

RS : )

I have a Soul...

WRITTEN FOR ONE SINGLE IMPRESSION
PROMPT... SOUL


Ego tries to catch
but soul gets wings and flies;
End of the road...


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I Have a Soul....

Finally I realise
I have a soul
and it continues to make quiet
attempts to help me
connect with it
else why suddenly
my mind  becomes silent
and my heart
willingly blooms
and I  find everything
around serene and peaceful 
and life  whispers
"Let it be..."
as I feel now while
writing this , wow,
such magical moment
of connectedness....
How  blissful!
Aren't you too feeling so
right here and right now...
don't you see
reflection of my soul
In these words here...

RS :)

Gem of a Haiku..

Written for Haiku Heights..

Gem of a Haiku..

Gems shine

in her precious smile;

she's a treasure..

****

Sun rises and

rain bows in colours;

Gem of a haiku

Gem of a haiku;

happy heart accepts

 arrogance of mind.. 

RS :) 

Cold Winds Sing..

Haiku for Haiku My Heart..

and Haiku Heights..

Cold Winds Sing..

Sunrays

hit my face calmly;

day dreams…

***

Day dreams;

Cold winds sing

songs of warmth..

***

Songs of warmth;

lyrical gems

freeze in my ears...

RS :)

Yes, You Can't Be So Brutal...

Written for 3WW
Sullen, Brutal, Trust


Yes, You Can't Be So Brutal...

Whatever may be
Your mood
Sullen or bright
You can’t be so brutal
To pluck the morning flower
Who opens up
Trusting you
Giving you a refreshing
Fragrant smile
To let you have a
Happy day
Yes, you can’t be so brutal
Even to think of
Letting it adorn
Your shelf slowly
Dying in a carved vase
Hey, let it live
Connected to the plant
And it’s roots
At least for a day
Yes, you can’t be so brutal
More so, if you are the one,
Who had planted and nurtured it
In the first place..

RS :)

Something Inside Me Melts...

Written for One Single Impression  

Thanks to Dryad of Invincible Summer  for
this week's prompt, invincible


Something Inside Me Melts...
 
In the last pages
of the book of life
Ego is forced
to surrender to
the time…
Impenetrable
finally meets
the invincible…
Ah, this sudden light
makes something
inside me
melt like wax…
Aren't you feeling
the same, here and now..

RS :)

Ah, Paper Boat..

Written for Haiku Heights

Thanks to Heaven of Sweet Lust for the prompt.. Page

Also Sharing with Haiku My Heart

Always opens

On the page titled "Today";

Book of my life..

***

None wrote on it

so the page stayed spotless;

Empty feelings..

 

*****

I tear the page

teary eyed, children smile;

Aha, paper boat!

RS: )

Fairy of Her Dreams...

Written for Blue Bell Books for the Picture Prompt...
Shared with Rebecca's Haiku My Heart.. and
Jingle Poetry At The Gooseberry Garden

Image Credit: http://chance-of-sunshine.blogspot.com/2011/09/umbrella-season.html
taken from Blue Bell Books...

First a Haiku.....

Fairy of her dreams
Turns into an umbrella,
Flowers smile for her..


Fairy of Her Dreams..


She stood there
Amidst colours carrying
Only her smile
In the bouquet of flowers
And before it could fade
Fairy of her dreams
Turned herself into
An umbrella
Protecting her from
The heat of circumstance
Helping her meld
With joy and happiness
And also letting her know, that
If she so wished
Holding on to her gift
She could also fly in the skies
And she wondered
How it would look
From the top with so
Many colourful umbrellas
Dancing around
And the fairy understood
Asked an angel to
Make a picture for her
Isn’t that what is placed here..
How I wish to hold
An umbrella like that…

RS : )

You may like to visit the page of Judith Westerfield's Page here for a surprise...
and you may like to vote too...

http://judithwesterfield.wordpress.com/2012/01/07/elephant-ant-will-the-real-eleph-please-stand-up/comment-page-1/#comment-3799

Sun Shines On Snow..

Haiku for Rebecca's

Haiku My Heart..

She gifts me

Sugar-free cookies;

How sweet, that!

***

His warm handshake

but my heart is cold;

Sun shines on snow..

RS : )

Some Lessons Slipped From His Mind...

Written for 3WW..

Naughty; adjective: (Especially of children) disobedient; badly behaved; mildly rude or indecent, ,
Tactic; noun: An action or strategy carefully planned to achieve a specific end.
Zenith; noun: The highest point reached by a celestial or other object; the point in the sky or celestial sphere directly above an observer; the time at which something is most powerful or successful.


Some Lessons Slipped From His Mind...


Along with many others
I too stood holding ladder of his success
While he firmly kept climbing up
Using tactics with
Eyes focused on reaching zenith
Of his career,
Some lessons slipped
From his mind and fell
Straight in my head too…
And it was one such
Lesson which spoke to me
Oh, so very clearly
And unambiguously
Once you reach up there,
Then along with being able to
Afford the luxuries of life
You may think you can afford to be
A little bit naughty too
Remember Zenith has
Its own small space
Where one has to keep balance
A little slip and its a straight
Fall down in unknown abyss 
It helps, you see, sometimes
To be standing under the ladder....

RS:)

“Drink It… Will Definitely Taste Better.."

My 2nd post for One single Impression..
Prompt: Change..

“Drink It… Will Definitely Taste Better.."

I had made some
Very tasty cup of coffee
Or so I thought
Took a sip, appeared
A bit lighter on sugar
I overlooked and
Let it pass just like that
For the evening,
In those moments
He quietly arrived
Without asking
Added one more spoon
Stirred it and told me
“Drink it… will definitely
Taste better… ”, he knew
What I was missing
And perhaps what needed
To be changed..
I learnt God will keep on
Sending messengers
To show me the right path
Only I will have to
Understand and receive...
Well, life is slowly
Changing for the better
With messengers apearing
Giving me a tastier flavour
Just like my cup of coffee...

RS :)