Below are some of my Haiku for you to read...
Some hurts
Dig in too deep
To take hold of your soul
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Time affects all
I remain changed
All the time
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Trying to find myself
By words
Buddha smiles with feelings
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LOSS
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I carry the burden
Of wasted dreams
Within my open eyes
That are dying to sleep
Eternally
In the wakefulness of
Being
Loss, too powerful
To put to sleep; by words
So scratched them out of existence
The smudged up darkness
Of white paper
Is more like it
Time can be ruthless
In cutting present into
Pieces of past
But the loss
Is more like a soul
Undying, un-living, uncut
A throbbing lump
Stuck in my heart
Living, into my being
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ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
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Time can be ruthless
ReplyDeleteIn cutting present into
Pieces of past
But the loss
Is more like a soul
Undying, un-living, uncut
excellent stanza...loss is just like you describe in your poem...great one shot
Good one shot....moving.
ReplyDelete"Within my open eyes
ReplyDeleteThat are dying to sleep"
Hi Shashi. Deep, soulful poetry both in Loss and haiku. Always enjoy the transformational aspect of your lines. Your progression of haiku begins in pain and ends with search, and I also find a similar movement through your lines in Loss that resolve in the search of being. reflective poetry with feeling—excellent work, my friend.
moving, and full of emotion :)
ReplyDeletedeep... a tearing movement. A good read!
ReplyDeletelovely ...thank you
ReplyDeleteExcellent
ReplyDeleteWhat I like about your style is that each line feels like a meditation. Good work!
ReplyDeleteShashi, so much beauty here! Loved this particular haiku "Time affects all
ReplyDeleteI remain changed
All the time"
and this line really wrapped around MY heart: "Time can be ruthless
In cutting present into
Pieces of past
But the loss
Is more like a soul
Undying, un-living, uncut"
namaste, sweet soul
Sad feel associated to this but the writing was outstanding.
ReplyDeleteBless!
Enthralling words...nicely done.
ReplyDeleteThank you, for sharing
ReplyDeletefine exploration of emotional under currents
ReplyDeleteEvery morning I feel like you write something just for me *heehee* :)
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing.
Ciao, JunkYard Gypsy
As always, your writing goes straight into the heart, Sashi. I like your middle haiku--so true--and your entire longer piece, full of the bitter and sweet knowledge that living and thinking and feeling all bring. Particularly like "...The smudged up darkness/Of white paper..." and the whole stanza after it.
ReplyDeletevery deep ... it touches the heart. Loved reading.
ReplyDeletewonderful. I am so enthralled by your writings about time. thank you.
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed your Haiku, it speaks volumes to me for I have endured many a tragic moments since 2004.
ReplyDeleteGod bless you and keep writting.