Saturday, May 31, 2014


Haiku My Heart

Today, I am feeling honoured to share my Haiku published in latest Issue 45.1 of Modern Haiku, USA..

Lipstick mark
on the edge of the glass;
her empty promise


Here's adding a fresh one...

she smashes a glass;
a pair of love-birds land
in her balcony


Monday, May 26, 2014

Drifting Clouds.. Haiku..

Haiku for Haiku Horizons..

Prompt: Drift..

drifting clouds;
he happily hides
in her thoughts..


Saturday, May 24, 2014

Trees Lend Ears.... Haiku

Haiku My Heart..

Trees Lend Ears..

clouds gather
to gossip about earth;
trees lend ears


Trees lend ears;
birds quietly pick up 
words for songs


Words for songs;
she dances bare foot 
as rain falls..


Monday, May 19, 2014

Head Is Elsewhere... Haiku

Haiku for Haiku Horizon
Prompt: Fly..

grows colourful wings;


flies over my head;
head is elsewhere


Head is elsewhere;
heart takes its own flight
without asking me..


Sunday, May 18, 2014

Your Dreams Fulfilled..Carpe Diem: Distilling Haiku..

Carpe Diem Distillation #8, John McCrae's "In Flanders Fields"

Here is the poem "In Flanders Field" by John McCrae:

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

© John McCrae 

Now ro glean a Haiku out of it....Well , it's a challenge that deserves to be accepted

We carry your torch
burning poppies of hatred;
sleep in quiet and peace..


Sleep in quiet and peace;
aha, gardens of love grow 
around your graves...


Around your graves
let joyous life emerge;
your  dreams fulfilled....


Friday, May 16, 2014

She Hides Her Wings..Haiku

Rebecca's Haiku My Heart

Closed window,
soft light,softer music;
she hides her wings


She hides her wings;
light fades, music stops,
window opens


Window opens;
she spreads her wings and
just flies away 


As New Battlefields Come-up

Carpe Diem Tan Renga Challenge #35,

Managua's "let the ravens come

Let the ravens come
let them smile as they pick the flesh
from the battlefield  (Managua)

they shall never be hungry
as new battlefields come-up (RS)


Tuesday, May 13, 2014

Her Dark World; Her Happy World - Carpe Diem Haiku

Carpe Diem #466, Raven (Native American)

Sun is safe in a box 
under his bed;
her dark world 

Her dark world; 
stars happily gleam
in his pockets 

Lo, Sun jumps out,
stars spill out of pockets!
her laughing world

Her laughing world;
Raven refuses to be
seen in the light


Monday, May 12, 2014

This Side, That Side ..Haiku

Haiku for Haiku Horizon

Prompt: Present..and
Sacrifice for KP's Carpe Diem

Carpe Diem #465, Sacrifice

I live in the 'Now';
the other side,
will it be a present..


This side, that side;
my dreams dance
in between


he is not present
and none calls him by name;
just a body lies..


Sunday, May 11, 2014

Words Jump Out of Mead

Carpe Diem #464, Inspiration

Here's my post for KP's Carpe Diem..

Odin's love for me
as haiku capture's joy;
words jump out of mead 


Words jump out of mead;
a haiku dances in front 
of her gleaming eyes...


Friday, May 9, 2014

Hungry Child at Home.. Carpe Diem Special..

Carpe Diem Special #91, Jack Kerouac's 2nd "girls come by shades"

JK Wrote:

Neons, Chinese restaurants
coming on -
Girls come by shades

© Jack Kerouac

And My haiku in the spirit of what Jack wrote:

hungry child at home;
she waits for some car with
hungry man to stop


Solo Wingless Flight..Haiku

Rebecca's Haiku My Heart

Nothing between me
and the vast blue sky above;
soft blades of green grass


Soft blades of green grass;
her voice brings me back from
solo wingless flight


Wednesday, May 7, 2014

My Mom's Pats of Love.. Haiku

Carpe Diem Ghost Writer May 4, Cathy Tenzo of Haiku Plate Special and Yggdrasil

Here is my first participation KP..

Looking up, she takes
first raindrops straight on her face;
splash of joyous smile 


splash of joyous smile;
a butterfly quietly sits
on my left shoulder


on my left shoulder
shines an imprint of her hand;
my mom's pats of love


Monday, May 5, 2014

A Distant Home... Haiku..

Written for Haiku Horizons

Prompt: Ring

Her young round lips 
throw out white rings of smoke;
a distant home 


A distant home;
Mom sells her rings to give 
her fairy wings


Saturday, May 3, 2014


This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 46; the forty-sixth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton.


I want her to forever
stay on the same page with me
Because it feels good
It feels beautiful
It's kind of a flow like a river
Whom the parched lands
Call out for seeking love
And who quietly meanders through
the meadows and the valleys
Which  appear every
Now and then, 
Just like  thoughts which arise
Without preface or a prologue 
And melt too

I want her to forever
stay on the same page with me
Because the page is clean
With Happiness written on it
In bold letters
Where the words like Joy, Peace,
and Comfort, and Love
Cuddle together to 
Create  a symphony of poems 
And haiku, every day , day after day

Ah, it's kind of a blessing
To be on the same page 
With her , always..
And then, time continues to 
Leave its footprints too
Some dark, some light
Some glowing , some faint
And that's what makes me 
Contemplate about one more word
Emblazoned on that page
In full glory and sparkle
And I sit quietly looking at 
That crescent in the sky with 
A lonely star trying to get nearer
I don't want to be there
In that moment of timelessness;


Ramesh Sood

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Friday, May 2, 2014

Fight at Mango Shop..Haiku

Haiku My Heart

Ah, sweetness carries
some very bitter taste;
fight at mango shop


Fight at mango shop;
her sweet thoughts become his balm 
for frayed feelings,


Thursday, May 1, 2014

My Broken Flute...Haiku

Written for Haiku Horizons..
Prompt : Sound

She fondly recalls
those inspired fresh tunes;
ah, my broken flute