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Carnal Sweet Love – Haiku 2

Haiku2

Haiku (also called nature or seasonal haiku) is an unrhymed Japanese verse consisting of three unrhymed lines of five, seven, and five syllables (5, 7, 5) or 17 syllables in all. Haiku is usually written in the present tense and focuses on nature (seasons)

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The lost bird – Haiku

The lost bird

Haiku (also called nature or seasonal haiku) is an unrhymed Japanese verse consisting of three unrhymed lines of five, seven, and five syllables (5, 7, 5) or 17 syllables in all. Haiku is usually written in the present tense and focuses on nature (seasons)

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Lovers Star Crossed

Image Source: Wikimedia
Image Source: Wikimedia
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 We met after an age determined
‘Twas an ocean of emotions within
Both led on a path the universe loathed
What were we but lovers star crossed?
 
We drenched in rain and enjoyed mountain breeze
And played through pastures and the maple trees
We gained less and more we lost
Did we know we were lovers star crossed?
 
We trode troublous with a dream ‘twill change destiny
We’d live in eternal love and harmony
What fools were we, can destiny be changed at all
Forgot that we were lovers star crossed
 
Injured, hurt in search of twilight we accepted defeat
Like the parallel lines walk together but never can meet
E’vry star around happy as we exhaust
After all we were the chosen lovers star crossed
 
Now we are away and do all that is right
Not heeding to the earth that misses the sun at night
Accept it and say to each other
My Love, we keep the tryst for life another.
 
With the Sun, Moon and Stars agleam
Love and live for a united dream
The sparrows and the cuckoos singing eloquent vespers
Alas we sha’nt be lovers star crossed
 
 
 
This is my very very humble attempt to pay a small tribute to the great work of Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet. The term star crossed lovers was first coined in this epic work. To read more star crossed lovers. 
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Imaginary Garden – The Tuesday Platform
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मेरे सपने और मैं

 
 
अटखेलियां खेलता बहुत  ललचाता,
कभी मैं उसे छेड़ती कभी वो मुझे छेड़ता। 
 
दामन हाथ मैं आते ही फिसलता,
कभी आंसूं कभी हौसला देता।
 
कभी पास होता कभी पहुंच से बहार, 
यही रिश्ता है हमारा।

न मैं उसे छोड़ती न वो मुझे छोड़ता!
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Pluviophile…Love for the Rain!


About the time when the sky shines
I look up as the moon hides
 
The moonlight hidden and embraced by a dark cloud
The thunder and lightning fierce and loud
 
People tell me its rage unknown
I feel it’s a form of love shown
 
Not all forms of love be gentle
This one is passionate and carnal
 
Another look and the moment I wait
The cloud darkens, changes its gait
 
When it reaches the zenith of obsession
The dark cloud will give away its priced possession
 
The earth bares its yearning
Telling the clouds it’s time to give in
 
It thunders and gives it all in one burst
The earth accepts, soothes and quenches its thirst
 
I get drenched and feel calm
The rain drops on my face balm
 
Unknown faces may call me abaxile
But I am just a pluviophile!