Join me in practising Happiness!!!
Welcome to the space where the magic of writing Haiku; Poems happens as the words born in my heart flow and quietly spill just like your smile does here in the NOW and I pick it and keep in my heart..
Pious ambiance all around as the blades of green grass talk politeness with one's bare feet; the orange circle of Sun lifts its head from the distant horizons and the mind blocks any profane thoughts in the magnificence of a delightful morning.. And as the day passes on one often finds quarrelsome crossing one's path still one feels incapable of using profanity to counter the undesirable; Why would one want to sacrifice the 'bliss' gifted by the Morning Sun... Why would one? RS:)
Darkness of the Day.. Doesn't matter if nocturnal life style is not taken as honorable, Doesn't matter if it is fraught with all kinds of risks.. Yet, he goes out to the lake in the starry night And sits on the edge writing his poems looking at the distant Moon.. who comes closer floating in the water.. And he finds light of the night better than the darkness of the day.. RS:)
Godless people divulge nothing of their footprints; insignificant.. as it appears to be it's not; they don't want to get followed by those who act as or for God. Yet, God quietly keeps walking unseen with the Godless through the