Love Compromises

My 700th Post..

 

 

One Single Impression : Embroidery

 

and for :

 

 and

 

 

Haiku My Heart

 

Love Compromises
 

She embroiders

my initials on  my shirt;

  her love radiates

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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

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A happier life, that

When  I read or write haiku ,

she embroiders..

 

 

RS:)

My heartfelt thanks to all my friends

everywhere who have appreciated

and have been visiting this page to read

and encourage me..

 

and to HER..

Hold Your Naughty Thoughts

My 699th Post

 

Written for

 

Haiku My Heart..

and

Haiku Heights: Sugar..

 

Hold Your Naughty Thoughts

 

 

I let the sugar

crystals slip through my fingers;

spoon stays there in plate 

 

spoon stays there in plate

moments later she finds some

shining on my lips..

 

Shining on my lips;

no, nothing happens I say

hold your naughty thoughts...

 

 

RS:)

 

 

She Is Now Weaving Happier Dreams..

Written for



Morbid , Rampage , Cumbersome

She Is Now Weaving Happier Dreams.


A merciless rampage
stemmed from a cumbersome
process of thoughts
jumping from head to head
avoiding hearts
had left behind a
morbid scene with
his dreams bleeding
huddled together
in the corner of her heart..
And in some unenexplainable
moment she saw herself
smiling in one of those
bleeding dreams
He was not there, not
in that dream...and lo!
the picture changed..
a simple process
took that smiling thought
to turn the morbid
into pleasant,  and
hey, who's thinking
of the rampage
inflicted by some twisted
thoughts through a
cumbersome process
It took just a moment
for her mind to 
to change the picture..
Smiling she is now
weaving happier dreams...



RS:)

shared with

 

Heart Pumps Happiness..

Written for
 

Haiku Heights - Saturday: Red

Shared with
One single Impression -Sunday:   Heart
 

Haiku My Heart - Friday

 

 

Prompt : Red

 

Heart Pumps Happiness

 

My favourite colour 

red meanders through my body;

heart pumps happiness

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Heart pumps happiness;

I look towards her window,

she too adorns red

 

***

 

She too adorns red

and I quietly follow suit;

dangerous for some

***

 

Dangerous for some;

red sky is so delightful

I fly and just merge..

***

I fly and just merge;
her blush reflects on her face
my favourite colour..
 

 

 

RS:)

 

 

Rebecca's

Haiku My Heart

He Cut Her Wings...

My 695th Post

Written for



Embarrass, Backfire, Taste


His ideas, born
in her mind,
never backfired..
no embarrassments
He never tasted failure
'cos that was left
for her to taste,
stingy and bitter
if ever it happened
because of  her ideas
born in his mind..
But then she flew,
because
he cut her wings  ...



RS:)
 

She Paints Joy..

My 695th Post

Added for
One Single Impression -Sunday
prompt: Charisma\

Written for

Haiku Heights - Saturday
prompt: Pride
 

and

shared with

Haiku My Heart - Friday

( Thanks to MMT for guiding me there..)

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Charisma

Her one smile,
 thousands of Suns shine;
charisma..

Charisma;
I look in mirror,
she smiles back 

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She Paints Joy..

 

 

She takes pride

in her work with soul;

glow in eyes

 

Glow in eyes

and smile on her face;

she paints joy

 

She paints joy;

happy colours drip,

on my palm

 

On my palm

I let her dreams dance;

she is quiet

 

She is quiet

unfazed, stronger;

glow in eyes

 

Glow in eyes;

in her work with soul,

she takes pride..

 

 

RS:)