Dead night
no breath except mine
cicada offers comfort
Hi Friends, Penny asked me to write a poem a few weeks ago. So, this haiku is dedicated to her. Hope you like it, Penny:)
Dead night
no breath except mine
cicada offers comfort
Hi Friends, Penny asked me to write a poem a few weeks ago. So, this haiku is dedicated to her. Hope you like it, Penny:)
She lives in a country, which has six months of darkness. Though she is accustomed to nights, she yearns for the sun. The dim street lamp illuminates the garden, from where a lone rose stands out. While admiring the rose, she hopes it would live to see the sunlight.
Your unmatched glow
Lights the darkest of nights
I pray you live forever
This was written for the ligo haibun challenge.
The last night of 2012 takes with it
sorrows, malice and pain,
cuts envy, swallows greed,
injects optimism in worry and cools anger
And a bright new day opens up
as innocent as a child,
which imbibes its teachings
Is it to be fed with kindness and optimism?
or frustrations and misgivings?
The first day waits
The light ruffling breeze of the night
turned chilly
and unbearable at last
slowly permeating inside
the numb mind and the icy heart
triggering a painful coldness
that no blankets or medications
could warm
Caused by the nature almighty,
the coldness waits to be taken away
and transformed into a peaceful warmth
by the same nature
I said, “It is dark all around
I am waiting for the light”
He said, “Just open your eyes
It is bright all over”
I said, “It has been night all along,
I am waiting for the sunshine.”
He said, “The sun is at its best
Your eyes are inverted
It is the darkness of your heart
that you are feeling.”
And I am still waiting…
It was night and night all around
the sun refused to glare at the land
and moon feared to shine
A land of failure, it was called
Cursed by nature and God
Every living thing had a poor growth
Grasses looked pale
and flowers blossomed black
The land of agony
waits for a day
the obstinate sun would turn the force
of its orange glow
the moon would take pity
and display its bright beauty
the black sky would turn blue forever
bringing with it all the good fortune
Night is a delight
in the safety of a house
and the comfort of blissful sleep
It was a strange night
when I felt myself thrown down
by a compelling, unnatural force
towards a vast ocean
where razor teeth, acid stomach
and other nameless monsters of the ocean
waited for an object from the land
My eyes blinded from the wind
and heart with fear
the ocean seemed so near
I sat up, my heart thudding
and the darkness
seeped through every window
my dream incomplete
Forget the fears of the day
and the pain of the noon,
live for that moment
before the night
when you own your time,
when the gentle wind beckons to you,
serene plants whisper,
warmth enters your being
and peaceful sleep takes you away
Don’t stroll alone
in the shadowy dark world
for you will be noticed by unseen eyes
The same eyes that quivered
upon sighting the ghost in a misty tree,
which looked serene and heavenly in the day
Those eyes have witnessed
nefarious activities carried out
in the shade of darkness
Those eyes belong to
that creepy creature,
which knows everything
that goes on in the other world
In the darkest of nights
cats cried out in alarm
and birds whimpered with them
forming a strange music
Trees stood unnaturally still
unaffected by the wind
I felt my bed shake
and a whisper in the covers
the voice of a ghost
asking for a place
amongst the living