His Bites of Roti.. ..Haiku

Prompt: Expectation

Pigeon gently lands

on her kitchen's window sill;

his bites of "roti"

and sometimes:

darkness descends and

she looks at her window sill;

dried bits of "roti " 

Pigeon expects her to offer "Roti" and 
she expects him to come and eat...yet:

Pigeon gently lands,

doesn't find his bites of roti;

window is closed

Another morning;

fluttering of pigeon's wings,

music to her ears

RS:)

"Roti" is a Hindi word for kind of Indian Bread..

Morning's Miracle..

Rebecca's Haiku My Heart

She opens the door

and lo, sun walks in her room ;

morning's miracle

Morning's miracle;

soft sunbeams make her sing

as cuckoo too joins ..

RS:)

I see a candle getting lit..

Exquisite, Magnificent, Crisp

I  See a Candle Getting Lit..

None can take away
the joyous vibrations and 
the elation one experiences 
while saying or hearing 
delicious words like
"Magnificently beautiful, 
Exquisitely fabulous,
Splendidly glittering
Marvelously glowing...
Wow...it's superb.."
Doesn't matter if winter 
descends on some hearts
Yet compliments make 
Ice too  feel the warmth
Ah, I  see a candle getting lit..


**

Her crisp compliment
leaves a magnificent taste;
exquisite timing


RS:)

No Return Gifts.. Haiku

Prompt : GIFTS

 Her morning gifts;

my cup of hot tea and 

 a sunrise smile

**

No return gifts;

I can only accept all  

with humility

How can anyone  match such gifts of great value with anything !!! Can you?

RS:)

Gift of Winter - Haiku

Written for 

Rebecca's 

Haiku My Heart

and 

Leo's Haiku Heights

GIFT OF WINTER

a happy cascade of Haiku

Ah, wary earth

moves  away from Sun;

she is real cold

***

She is real cold;

sun tries to warm her with the 

gift of winter  

**

Gift of winter;

Christmas time glitters with a 

star studded sky

*

Star studded sky;

smiles, joy, dance, songs , Santa and

a happy earth

**

A happy earth;

sunbeams carry blessings from

heavenly Gods

***

Heavenly Gods

descend on earth to celebrate;

drops of hope rain

**

Drops of hope rain;

she gathers them in her palms

and says, "Thank you!!!"

RS :)

Isn't It Time for New Resolutions....3WW

Combative, adjective: Ready or eager to fight; pugnacious.

Represent, verb: Be entitled or appointed to act or speak for (someone), esp. in an official capacity; of a competitor) participate in a sports event or other competition on behalf of (one's club, town, region, or country; be an elected member of a legislature for (a particular constituency, party, or group); constitute; amount to; depict (a particular subject) in a picture or other work of art.

Sluggish, adjective: Slow-moving or inactive; lacking energy or alertness; slow to respond or make progress. 

Isn't It Time for New Resolutions....

Whenever my heart

wants me to represent

myself through it 

my mind turns combative 

and invites unwanted thoughts

turning my mood sluggish

I often wonder

why should it not 

let me "be" my 'heart'

Why do I have to be 

only my 'mind'

Just like any other combative

interference I  find

my dreams getting killed..

This war between

my heart and mind is often

silently witnessed by my soul

Spurred by its silence

sometimes, oh, sometimes

I do succeed in 

snubbing my mind 

and let my heart come

to the fore to represent me

and those days are never 

heavy or sluggish

They bring speed and joy

which I really cherish...

I know that I will have 

to be stronger

than my mind and heart

to support my soul

Well, then I ask you

isn't it time for new resolutions...

**

Combative hare

and the sluggish tortoise;

life represented

RS:) 

 

Dew on Grass.... Haiku

Prompt: DEW

She covers

herself with woolens;

dew on grass

dew on grass;
her barefooted

morning walk


Morning walk;
sunbeams quietly steal
pearls of dew

pearls of dew
shine on petals of rose;
ah, night bath

( Inspired by what Leo wrote)


**

  Dew on windscreen;

I scribble your name
with my finger

hope you can read it.. 

RS:)

White Half Moon - Haiku..

Written for Rebecca's

Haiku My Heart..

White half Moon

in a clear blue sky;

warm winter

^^

Warm winter;

she finds it cool to

have ice cream..

RS:)

Nothing Extra-ordinary About It - 3WW

Written for 3WW

Highlight, Submit, Instruct


First, a Haiku


Sunlight highlights shades
as a mark of submission;
nature instructs


Nothing Extra-Ordinary About It


God's one line instruction
for me had been simple:
" Highlight all that is
good in others;
Don't submit to
Your own temptations.."

And I did what
All the ordinaries do
I highlighted
My own perceived strengths
And started submitting
to my own temptations

Then one day as I stood
In front of the mirror
I couldn't recognise myself
That's when the false layers
Got pealed one by one
And I realised my follies..

I started highlighting
All that was good in others
And never submitted
to any temptations
I was able to clearly
recall God's instructions

You want to know
How did I do that?
Well, I just blocked
all the external noise
And that's when God spoke
loud and clear once again

Well, I heard him this time
Realised, understood,
Made a clear choice and
The shift happened spontaneously
Had I taken time to decide
I would have remained ordinary

As you see my decision
To hear God just for
One more time carefully
Changed things for me
And you can see now I am
A LITTLE MORE THAN ORDINARY...

Ha, nothing extra-ordinary
About it..you know..


RS:)








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Rivulet - Haiku

Written for Haiku Heights

Rivulet..





Water spills from glass;
she draws a rivulet
with her finger tip..



RS:)

Joy Smiloman.... A Tribute through Haiku..

JOY SMILOMAN...a tribute to a kind heart..


As I write this, He
stands next to me smiling;
Illuminated


Illuminated
soul spreads his light in our hearts;
I hear wings flutter


I hear wings flutter
and there he goes beyond clouds;
Joe Spadoman, Man

Joe Spadoman, Man,
will your comments glow here now;
happy illusion


Happy illusion
he stands next to me smiling;
Ah, I could write this..


May you be as happy as ever in your new abode...In fact you must have become "JOY" from Joe...and Spadoman must be now "Smiloman"..

Amen!!!! JOY SMILOMAN...

God bless....A huge thank you to Rebecca...as my eyes well..and .


RS:)

And A Pause Helps.... 3WW

Written for

Three Words Wednesday
Brief, Insist, Expose..



And A 'Pause' Helps..

A brief hint of
gleam in his eyes
Exposed what he had been
Hiding for a long time

She noticed, smiled
and let that moment
quietly pass by
Without insisting to know

He too understood
And a relationship faded
before it could start
Another became stronger

That's what happens
In those flickering moments
When life throws tests
And a 'pause' helps


RS:)

Rainbow Haiku: Newly Weds

Written for Leo's Haiku Heights..

Prompt : Rainbow..

Shared with Rebecca's Haiku My Heart


A pair of Haiku written for the newly weds: My Son and my daughter in law ..


Gratitude spills
from each smile of newly weds:
rainbow of dreams


**


Rainbow of dreams
splashes colours of joy;
journey begins..


**

And here's my most viewed haiku with rainbow as the theme
..More than 600 page views...I would like to think they were invited for my Son's Marriage..


Happy Earth invites;
sliding down a rainbow
joyous stars arrive..



RS:)

I Found My Path.. .

Written for 3WW...

Wary, Curious, Inevitable



I found my path
When I had lost my way
Curious to know
What the future held
I kept on moving
With newer resolve
And as success looked inevitable
Some fellow travellers
In spite of being
On the same path
Tried to make me wary
Of my own choices
And that's when I made
Another choice -
Choice of ignoring them
I had to, else,
How would the foot prints
being left behind smile...


RS:)


Thanks to 3WW...I am back..and shall stay for long, God willing..

Thank You Leo , WOW!!! - Haiku

Written for Haiku Heights



Sunday stays same
as my haiku sighs joy;
Happier She!!


RS:)

A Tribute to Haiku Heights and Leo..

How Did I Paint Happiness?



Flowers of haiku
gave their fragrance each week;
Haiku Heights & Leo

Haiku Heights & Leo;
beautiful images grew
on the walls of minds

On the walls of minds,
how did I paint happiness!
smiles fell from her eyes

Smiles fell from her eyes
like glowing seeds in my heart;
flowers of haiku

Flowers of haiku
shared with all the friends here;
Haiku Heights and Leo

Haiku Heights and Leo
shining sparks in my heart;
togetherness lives

Togetherness lives;
my Haiku hopes return of
Haiku heights some day...


A Tribute to Haiku Heights and Leo by

RS:)

Thankful Nature, Thankful She....Haiku

Written for Haiku Heights..

 

                                                            

  Prompt: Thanks

She waters plants 

humming along with love birds;

thankful nature

**

Lovely morning as

 nature reveals fresh colours;

thankful she..

RS:)

Dry Leaf..... Haiku

Written for

Rebecca's Haiku My Heart




Covered in gold
dry leaf welcomes autumn;
Glorious Sunrise;



RS:)

Scared Rose.....Haiku

Haiku for Haiku Heights

Prompt: Blood



Pearl of blood
appears on her finger;
scared rose



Do visit my 4th Anniversary blog too ..but first by putting a comment here..

http://rameshsood.blogspot.in/2013/11/bless-me-on-fourth-anniversary-of-my.html

RS:)

Bless Me on Fourth Anniversary of My Blog....

To all my friends at Haiku Heights, Haiku My Heart, 3WW , OSI and other visitors...

November 14th, Indian Standard Time 01.25 p.m. (Almost the time too is very near to my first ever post..posted it 2.00 minutes earlier)

Fourth Anniversary of my Blog falls today....

Have been travelling and decided to glean a few moments to say thanks to all the friends and visitors from across the World
who have been encouraging, appreciating and guiding me along the way...Made a few friends, got mentors and cracked jokes with so many fellow travellers on this fascinating journey which continues...

Wrote poems, long poems..finding haiku stuck in them...and often the haiku would get transformed into poems..and I would keep the one that would appeal to my heart and soul..

Let me try both spontaneously here..as all the haiku and poems spilled on the pages over four years have mostly, almost all, flowed spontaneously..gifts from God and result of your blessings...



A haiku that turned into a poem...


Ah, Sun walks in
through my open window;
I smile in sleep

as the dream sudddenly glows
and I find myself
bathed in that unknown joy
in the realms of the Unknown..
a world where I often visit
and find words
hanging on the trees
ripening and falling
in a rhythm as I find
poems born & bloom in
the blissful moments
And I stay there
the gentle knocks of Sunbeams
on my face fail to
wake me up...

Ah, I wrote this one in my sleep..dreaming ..clearly..

And I find a haiku there in that poem:


hear them hit me soft
as I continue to sleep;
gentle polite sunbeams..



This is what has been happening as I slowly move towards the milestone of 1000 posts...

May it happen in the year 2014...Be with me... We will conntinue to Practice Happiness..


RS:)

Seven Seas.. haiku

Written for

Prompt: Seven

See my wings,

still in the making;

seven seas

RS:)

No Butterflies: haiku.

Written for haiku my heart

Winter winds kiss

blooming marigolds;

no butterflies..

**

No butterflies

and yet I see them;

ah, haiku shows..

RS:)

Morning Dew .. Haiku

Written for Haiku Heights
Prompt: Grass



Tiny strands
of wet grass hug her bare feet;
morning dew


RS:)

Festival of Lights...Haiku

Written for
Rebecca's Haiku My Heart Friday..




Festival of lights
and I look up at the skies;
brightest star - my Mom..


RS:)

Here's wishing happiness and joy on the occasion of Indian Festival of Lights..
which falls on New Moon Night as the Earth gets lit up..to all the friends from the world over..
God, please this one time let my inner space light up!!!


**

Childhood - Haiku

Written for

Haiku Heights : Rummage
and shared with Haiku My Heart


emptied on the floor
a drawer lies next to me;
my childhood crawls out




Added on Sunday especially for Haiku Heights



my intense search fails
for that first ever letter;
she reads from her mind


RS:)

Moonlit Skies...

Written for Haiku Heights

Prompt : Grey.


Finally
I adorn grey;
nature wins


**


Grey sparkles
among young colours;
envious eyes


**


Her anger melts
like dark grey clouds;
moonlit skies..


**


Grey areas
in all that is green;
life moves on


RS

Blinking Eyes ..

Written for Haiku My Heart..


Soap slips with
foam on my face;
blinking eyes


RS:)

I Tear It Apart...Haiku

Written for Haiku Heights

Prompt: Cloud..



I tear it apart
searching for pearls of water;
cloud melts like a doubt



RS:)

Joyous Fragrance: Platinum Day of Love

My post of "Platinum Day of Love"

Post submitted to IndiVine..A story ...


Joyous Fragrance

Yes, she spotted bright
in blackness of the moment;
ah, her glowing heart


Ah, her glowing heart
as eyes gleam forgiveness;
joyous fragrance


Joyous fragrance;
on platinum day of love
Life blooms like a rose


Life blooms like a rose;
let happiness reflect from
shining gift of love..


RS:)

Joy Painted by God.... Haiku

Written for Haiku Heights
& Haiku My Heart..



Shining stepping stones
to quiet heavenly space;
white pieces of clouds


**


I soar above clouds
thinking and talking haiku;
joy painted by God


**


Blue meets shining grey;
nearer heavens my eyes see
a thin line divide..


and one from my archives..


From the other side
I see sun shine on them;
thundering black clouds




RS:)

Her Trembling Hands..Haiku

Written for
Rebecca's Haiku My Heart..



Eyes lock;
her trembling hands
spill tea..


**


Birds sing
songs of flowers;
lyrical winds


RS:)

A Month Goes By... Haiku

Haiku Heights #303~
September Heights
Day 30 ~ Crooked



Lake reflects
a crooked moon;
an owl toots


**


An owl toots
as a bat takes a flight;
nightly hit


**


Nightly hit
as the day breaks;
a month goes by


RS:)

Mother's touch... Haiku

Haiku Heights #302 ~
September Heights
Day 29 ~ Mother




Darkness
scares me no more;
mother lives in stars..


**


Morning winds
blow my hair;
mother's touch


**


No frayed feelings;
mother's whispers like
a soothing balm



RS:)

Ah, It's Cool - Haiku

Haiku Heights #301 ~
September Heights
Day 28 ~ Pillow



I catch a cloud
and make a pillow;
Ah, it's cool


**


Ah, sharing dreams
but no, not the pillow;
togetherness



RS:)

Autumn Haiku

Written for Haiku My Heart..


I look at
my receding hairline;
autumn


**


crackling music
comes from under my feet;
layers of dry leaf


RS:)

Her Smiles Splattered ...Haiku

Haiku Heights #300 ~
September Heights
Day 27 ~ Gold


Shared with
Rebecca's Haiku My Heart..



Dry leaf;
innocent tree
sheds gold


**


Sunrise;
dancing waves
gleam gold


**


Wall paper of
golden flowers in the room;
her smiles splattered


RS:)

Less Salt No Sugar.....Haiku

Haiku Heights #299 ~
September Heights
Day 26 ~ Salt




Less salt, no sugar;
her love shows itself
in my food


RS:)

Her Den.....A Haiku

Haiku Heights #298
September Heights
Day 25 ~ Den




Her den;
I remove my dirty shoes
outside


RS:)

She Strives Real Hard.....Haiku

Haiku Heights #297 ~
September Heights
Day 24 ~ Strive




She strives real hard
to get herself understood;
a spick and span home



RS:)

She Doesn't Spill Clues...

Haiku Heights #296 ~
September Heights
Day 23 ~ Clue



She doesn't spill clues
ever for the next day's meals;
ah, haiku heights

**

ah haiku heights;
no advance clue, and I pick
my words from her eyes..


RS:

Ah, Sunday - Haiku

Haiku Heights #295 ~
September Heights
Day 22 ~ Sunday




afternoon
is my morning;
ah, sunday


ah, Sunday;
rising sun finds my window
curtain down


RS:)

Thundering Black Clouds...

Written for
Rebecca's Haiku My Heart...


and shared with Haiku Heights


from the other side
I see sun shine on them;
thundering black clouds

RS:)

Her Glowing heart..

Haiku Heights #294 ~
September Heights
Day 21 ~ Black




Ah, she spots bright
in blackness of the moment;
her glowing heart


**


she writes
happiness in white;
black board..


RS:)

Love is Not a Myth.. haiku

Haiku Heights #293 ~
September Heights
Day 20 ~ Myth



Good gets answered
by the good so she says;
face of innocence


**


Ah, my haiku gets
comments of all who visit;
love is not a myth


RS:)

No Buttering for the Butter: Haiku

Haiku Heights #292 ~
September Heights
Day 19 ~ Butter


My Haiku No. # 2



She won't let me
put it on my toast;
I talk to butter

**

I talk to butter;
a weak heart's attempt to
keep a brave face

_____

She is firm;
No buttering for
the butter


RS:)

Buttered Haiku...

Haiku Heights #292 ~
September Heights
Day 19 ~ Butter



Some keys of laptop
shine more than others;
buttered fingertips

RS:)

Her Morning Notes.. Haiku

Haiku Heights #291 ~
September Heights
Day 18 ~ Chirp



Chirping birds, and
musical anklets;
her morning notes


**


Quieter trees,
birds don't chirp in night;
anklets in drawer


RS:)

Escalators... Haiku

Haiku Heights #290 ~
September Heights
Day 17 ~ Dread




My second post for "Dread"



She looks for a lift,
a flight of stairs around;
Escalators


RS:)

A Long Wait Ahead - Haiku

Haiku Heights #290 ~
September Heights
Day 17 ~ Dread


He would always
dread her departure;
lo! he departs

**

Oh, she dreads
a long wait ahead;
meeting point


RS:)

She Too Becomes Dance: Haiku

 

 

Prompt: Carnival

She Too Becomes Dance

 

 

Myriad colours dance

in the wide streets of my mind;

Carnival of thoughts

 

Carnival of thoughts

my universe sings in verse;

I become music

 

I become music;

oblivious of the world,

she too becomes dance

 

she too becomes dance,

 ecstatic birds sing along;

carnival of thoughts

( This is inspired from my own earlier post under the title
Carnival of Thoughts..)

 

RS:)

 

Her Beautiful Smile...

Haiku Heights #288 ~
September Heights
Day 15 ~ Wilted



Her beautiful smile
eclipses stains of tears;
wilted handkerchief


RS:)

Rivers Flow...haiku..

Rivers flow
from her  heart & eyes;
he crosses over

 RS 

Superstition.. Haiku

holy

Nothing is cooked
 in bad taste in her kitchen;
her own holy place..

**

superstition


She sleeps with head 
 on the eastern side;

happier dreams

RS:)

Happy Morning..

September Heights
Day 11 ~ Tradition






She wakes me up
with a hot cup of tea;
Happy morning!!


RS:)

Her World.. Haiku

September Heights
Day 10 ~ Kitchen



her world
beautiful;
kitchen


**


she cuts rainbow
to make her apron;
colourful meals


RS:)

A Bouquet for Her... Haiku

Haiku Heights #282

September Heights
Day 09 ~ Decision

 

 

Ah,  rosebud decides

 to bloom and give life a chance;

a bouquet for her

 

 

***

 

 

a bouquet for her

and a blushing happy smile; 

decision for life..

 

 

RS:)

Twinkle in Her Eyes....

Haiku Heights #281

 

 

September Heights
Day 08 ~ Garland

fresh flowers of

myriad colours in one thread;

twinkle in her eyes...

 

RS:)

Happy Winged Dove..Haiku

Haiku Heights #280

September Heights
Day 07 ~ Dove

Shared with Haiku My Heart

Happy Winged Dove..


She looks up to find
tiny white birds soar in sky;
A puff of fresh breeze

**

A puff of fresh breeze

teases her shining hair;
   a pair of doves

**

a pair of doves

 sing a joyous song of love; 

 magical morning

**

magical morning;

 tempted, she too becomes a

happy winged dove..


RS:)

 

Hope each one stands alone too..

I See Dry leaf Fall.. Haiku

Haiku Heights #279

September Heights
Day 06 ~ TEACHER

I See Dry leaf Fall.

Strong angry winds

lash out at the tall tree;

I learn to bow

**

lessons from nature

scattered all around me;

I bow to pick

**

Ah, nature doesn't

force her teachings ever;

I see dry leaf fall

RS:)

Anchored: Haiku

Haiku Heights #278

September Heights
Day 05 ~ Ballet

she dnaces

to the tune of life;

anchored

***

anchored;

ballerina connects

well with him

RS:)

Her Laughter: Haiku..

Haiku Heights #277

September Heights
Day 04 ~ Shepherd

Shepherd runs

after his astray sheep;

her laughter

**

Her laughter;

shepherd turns to look back,

loses sheep

 

RS:)

 

Rich Heart: Haiku..

Haiku Heights #276

September Heights
Day 03 ~ Silver

She sees

Gold in my silver;

rich heart

An add on..Inspired by Harshal's haiku..put it as a comment there..

thought I should share too

My silver

shines in the eyes of young;

bag of smiles

RS:)

She Walks on Earth...Haiku

My 801st Post..

Haiku Heights #275
September Heights Day 02:Guardian

No, no wings for

my guardian angel;

she walks on earth

RS:)

My 800th Post and a Haiku

 

HAIKU HEIGHTS SEPTEMBER CHALLENGE

MY FIRST POST

OF THE CHALLENGE IS

MY 800TH POST...

To celebrate and mark this occcasion on this first day of September Challenge of Haiku Heights I write my 800th post with a fresh haiku..I also post the milestone posts on the journey each of which had a Haiku too...I would start these posts by changing the sequence a little which only would show my deep regards for the one who helped me initiate my Haiku Journey...

Well here we go:

First my post for September Challenge..

Frogs jump out

of my eyes;

nightmare

**

No eyelocks

a pair of frogs sits

on her palm

MILESTONE POSTS


My 600th Post July 13, 2012

My six hundredth post

I think of my first haiku,

first haiku teacher

First haiku teacher-

Leo of loving haiku heights;

where nature dances

My first haiku......

here...

This haiku was written with Leo's guidance on syllables..

Colourful fields;

Flowers chase butterflies

Trees around laugh

***

Special on Haiku Heights...where they were born..

Trees around laugh

visible footprints of lovers,

Eleph and the Ant..

Eleph and Ant

rest in cosy environs

seven seas away...

Dance of Nature..

Dance of nature

as I remember first friend

my darling mother

My darling mother

and unconditional love;

Gods rain blessings

Gods rain blessings

I am quietly waiting for

rain drops to fall

Rain drops to fall

ah, child in me has kept a

paper boat ready..

Paper boat , rainbows

butterflies, Moon, flowers;

all my favourites

All my favourites;

friends from hundred countries bless

My six hundredth post..

My 100th Post... August 22, 2010

Pen proposed to Pencil
She blushed, but why did
Paper turn pink

Answer to why?

Pen proposed to Pencil,
Paper thought, 'twas for him
So, turned pink..


GROWING UP WITH THE BOOKS


When I was a child, I’d often be
Curious to know what happens next
So while choosing to read I’d find
The Mystery Books among the best

Then adolescence saw me concentrating
On my behavior and the looks
Eyes would wander in search of magic
I was keen on reading Romantic Books

While crossing thro’ the last of teens
As gifts from a childhood friend, I read
Ayn Rand’s epics The Atlas Shrugged
And timeless classic The Fountainhead.

20s & the 30s saw me as a grown-up
Who was searching for happier ways to live
That’s when I found myself relishing
The books that taught me to be ‘Positive’

Into the 40s and life led me towards
Finding meaning of life itself
Bend of mind pensive and philosophical
Lo! Books on philosophy filled my shelf

Now entering 50s, I find Blogging
Bringing about some kind of revolution
Sharing thoughts with discerning minds
Resulting into my humanistic evolution

Don’t know which way it’s headed now
But I may find true meaning of ‘Living’
Constant efforts may shift my focus
From ‘Taking’ to unconditional ‘Giving’

Would love to fulfill just one longing
No, no, it’s not about money or fame
But among the myriad books in shelves
There should be some bearing my Name

My 200th POST Feb 05, 2011

A cascade of Haiku

I Sit on a Rock, Moon Walks on Clouds...


I sit on a rock
Feet don’t reach water below
Lo! Waves jump to touch..

Lo! Waves jump to touch..
I feel sprinkles on my soul
Setting Sun smiles

Setting Sun smiles
Telling me to sink with it, ah,
I come out of depths

I come out of depths
Restless eyes look for heights
Mind jumps on the chance

Mind jumps on the chance
Let’s pride walk in quietly
Humility knows

Humility knows
She holds the heart tightly,
Heart beats soft and strong

Heart beats soft and strong
Keeps arrogance at bay
I detach myself

I detach myself
Pride melts, arrogance faints
Humility stays

Humility stays
Setting Sun beckons again
Dancing waves gleam gold

Dancing waves gleam gold
Sea of feelings settle, and
Moon walks on clouds

Moon walks on clouds
Softness soothes my soul ‘n mind
Moonbeam’s gentle touch

Moonbeam’s gentle touch
Happiness spills from my eyes
Stars roll down the cheeks

Stars roll down the cheeks
Moon, clouds and sea merge
God, let the dream stay

God let the dream stay
Fluttering wings of thoughts
I sit on a rock

MY 300TH POST.. July 09, 2011
Wow, good to see you
Blessing my three hundredth, hey,
My respect and thanks..


World May Never See Another Epic..
Winds respected and carried with them
Myriad tales of travelers told by trees
And words spread slowly
Turning them into intriguing stories

Stories then got quietly whispered
In many of more than willing ears
Discerning minds with their imaginations
Kept on adding narration over the years

Years saw them getting transformed into
Epics of thousands and thousands of pages
Embellished by discerning souls on the way
Original authors from among ancient sages

Sages who spent years and years
Evolving into wisdom’s glowing rays
Spreading light, blessing humanity
One can’t find them around today

Today’s winds also don’t carry any tales
For none shares with trees things specific
It’s indeed a matter of grave concern
That world may never see another Epic..

Epic is a careful recording of journeys
Of lives undertaken by a few souls blessed
Wonder if one records one’s own life
With all ups & downs, could it be an Epic, yes..

Yes, but for that let one first win one’s own mind
And become as responsible as ancient kings
As brave as soldiers who conquered the evil
Then only the tales will be carried by winds…


My 400th Post November 13, 2011

And a breathing Haiku...

So many footprints
Of loving souls , like flowers
Blooming in my heart...


My 500th Post, March 17, 2012

Five hundredth post, this!
shine together in my words
tears of joy and pain

Tears of joy and pain;
filled with your love and support,
I stand overwhelmed…

I stand overwhelmed
amidst these frozen moments;
both sun and moon shine

Both sun and moon shine
as earth takes another turn
I keep my balance..

I keep my balance
holding on to a moonbeam;
a small miracle, that!!

A small miracle that
words keep raining from skies
they grow on trees too

they grow on trees too
and many stem from your smiles
morning’s happy gifts

Morning's happy gifts
I find some hidden around
in fragrant flowers

In fragrant flowers;
butterflies too bring along
few fluttering words

Few fluttering words
I weave them all together
in haiku and poems

In haiku and poems
in each word , each sentence
I live happily…

I live happily;
blue and green meet quietly in
this beautiful space

This beautiful space
home for all my unbaked dreams;
I meet all of you ..

I meet all of you …
as my heart shouts out loud
hey, thank you, thank God!!


My 700th Post February 16, 2013..


a CASCADE OF HAIKU

Love Compromises
She embroiders
my initials on my shirt;
her love radiates

Her love radiates
making my tea also sweet;
No sugar add-ons

No sugar add-ons;
she allows me cookies as
love compromises

Love compromises
by giving more, seeking less;
a happier life, that

A happier life, that
When I read or write haiku ,
she embroiders..



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RS:):)

Bats Are Fast Asleep...

My Post no.. 799...

for Haiku Heights Prompt: Bat

Shared with Haiku My Heart..


No more Morning song
as she walks through the tall trees;
bats are fast asleep


RS:)

Smile Glows Through His Whole Being

WRITTEN FOR THE SUNDAY WHIRL..

fierce, filters, keep, enough, pieces, train,
cries, gusting, bitter, springs, south, out

Smile Glows Through His Whole Being


In spite of enough filters placed
Couldn’t help unnecessary
Pieces of information
Seep through and make
The train of his thoughts
Gusting at full speed
Jump tracks as the springs
In his mind get loosened up…
A fierce battle with his own self
Ensued bringing him face to face
With a bitter truth that
Made him realize his folly
The muffed sound of his cries
Meant to be picked up by the winds
Travelling north was carried
By those travelling south
But then it happens, isn’t it….
Time to tell about that one
Bitter truth which stemmed
As a deep realization
That his life was weaved by
The thread of his own choices…
His cries and tears washed off the dirt
And today his smile glows
Through his whole being….


RS:)

Footprints - A Haiku..

Written for Haiku My Heart
Shared with Haiku Heights


rough road; lost,
she looks at gleaming
fresh footprints



RS:)

A cup of hot tea

Prompt: Fresh

her rain drenched 

long hair;

a cup of hot tea

RS:)

The Sunday Whirl... A Dream..

Yes, he will achieve...

Where was the space on the floor

So he stayed nestled in his 
own  inner space, confined...

If only he had respect for degrees

And persuaded himself to

Fulfill all that she dreamed 

But he didn't have the vision

For some years now he is on the move

Carving a golden path ahead for himself

That would be the real tribute

So he thinks, to his Mom...

Whose vacant  eyes had spilled

A dream for  him in her last breath
Yes he will achieve...
for he has the will.. Period.


RS:)