Haiku: A Tear of Her Eye

Haiku Heights : Ripples

 

 

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A tear of her eye

sends ripples before it falls;

rose quietly quivers

 

 

 

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Chivalry Doubted..

Chivalry


she flatly rejects
as he offers her his seat;
chivalry doubted



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A Dash of His Hand: Haiku and Poem

Written for Haiku Heights 
Prompt: Moral

Haiku My Heart

One Single Impression


For:  Haiku Heights


Never slips,
he holds morals tight;
distant peaks

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For: Haiku My Heart


clouds roar and then rain;
ripples of  laughter appear
on the face of lake


For One Single Impression

Just a Dash of His Hand

Just a dash of his hand
with the loud thud
made the wooden table tremble
from that sudden shock
as her dreams splattered
on the floor without a sound
breaking into millions of pieces
which only her teary eyes
could see from behind
the wet layers of salty water
and he quietly walked over them
without realising that some pieces
might have got stuck
under the sole of his shoes
and I wonder if
the pain stuck in those
will ever reach his soul..
Nothing much had happened
everyone had been quizzing her
about the glow on her face
and springs in her feet
and the gleam in her eyes
and she had just filled the 'dash'..
and that's when came
just a dash of his hand

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An attempt to create a haiku combining all

A dash of his hand
makes her laughter disappear;
perceived morals
 



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Baffling Need of My Inflated Ego..

Damaging; Ego; Legitimate;

Also shared with Haiku Heights..



Prompt: Eccentric

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Eccentric ego
legitimates scars on soul;
damaging power



Baffling Need of My Inflated Ego..


Well, it could be
a legitimate craving
Or  baffling need of my
Inflated ego
To seek myself
In your expressions
Tell me, won't it be damaging
For both of us
I will neither be able
To know the 'complete' Me
Nor will I ever know
The real you
and I realise that
I can know and find myself only
By letting you be yourself..


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Unpredictable : Haiku

Prompt: Eccentric



Unpredictable
she laughs, cries, laughs and cries;
people shun, Moon smiles...



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There Were No Him, Her, Them...

First, A Haiku...

She breaks that big stone

into many small pebbles;

myth quietly dilutes

 

 

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and now the Poem..for prompt Myth..

 

There Were No Him, Her, Them..

 

 

Many years went by

As I continued to blame

Him, her, them

For all that went haywire

But then you know

Myths have this peculiar destiny

They break quietly

I saw them breaking 

When I slipped and fell

Inside my own darkened depths

In some inexplainable moments

For the first time

I met myself and knew

There were no Him, her , them

It was all about 'Me..'

Oh, have I missed telling you, that

When myths break

The silent sound gives

Birth to light as

Darkness whithers away...

 

 

 

RS:)

 

 

Written for

Sunday's One Single Impression: Myth

Saturday's Haiku Heights: Stone

Shared first with

Friday's Haiku My Heart..