Pull of Poverty - Haiku..

Haiku Horizon
Prompt: Hope




Tiny hands of hope
hold her tippet from behind;
pull of poverty



RS:)

Crackers of Smiles Burst.... Haiku..

It's FRIDAY

HAIKU for Rebecca's Haiku My Heart

In India we celebrated Festival of Lights...


Moon hides quietly to
look at a glittering earth;
festival of lights

**

Festival of lights
with get-together of friends;
crackers of smiles burst


**

Crackers of smiles burst;
morning sees her walk through
piles of burnt paper


**

Piles of burnt paper
share stories of a happy night;
ah, springs in her feet


RS:)

A Nice Present.. Haiku

Haiku Horizons: Prompt - Release



Her heavy past
quietly let her go;
a nice present


**


A nice present;
she releases dark balloon
making it light


RS:)

Haiku My Heart Friday

October's morning
sun quietly walks in her room;
her open window


**


Her open window;
half awake she listens to
a city come to life



RS:)

Someone Is Happy.. Haiku

Haiku Horizons prompt “drum”

A distant sound of

drumbeats breaks night's silence;

someone is happy

**

Someone is happy;

drumbeats and sound of her

musical anklets

**

Musical anklets;

a bit of sky too is lit

as flames dance too

RS:)

Tree Starts Talking to Me.. Haiku

Haiku My Heart




Songs of birds
punctuated by her voice;
I sit in a trance

**

I sit in a trance
as tree starts talking to me;
October morning

**

October morning
and a lovely cool breeze;
songs of birds

**

Songs of birds
punctuated by her voice;
I sit in a trance

RS:)

Deep Red Sky... Haiku

Haiku Horizons

Prompt: Sky

Deep red sky;

she tears the sheet and 

walks in blue..

**

Home of myriad stars

and play ground for all the birds;

Sky without fences

RS:)

May the Cuckoo Fly Over Him..

Barren , Intense, Worry

May the Cuckoo Fly Over Him..


Dark seeds of worry
grow intensely fast in the
barren landscape of his mind
not his fault, not really
Clouds of love seldom rained
to let the flowers of
confidence bloom
Walking in the deserts of life
sometimes he tries to catch
his own dark shadow
that keeps on changing sides
as the scorching sun moves
from here to there..
Yet skies know that one day
his reality will change
as the clouds will burst open
letting love rain in full flow
Moon too shines offering
gleaming stars of dreams
He will have to look-up
just once, only once
may the cuckoo fly over him
singing that song of hope..


RS:)