Ground

The Earth was my ground,
As I found deliverance,
And sky my limit.

Written for Haiku Horizons: "ground"

Pepper

I asked for pepper.
Life gave me more than I asked,
With a pinch of salt.

Written for Haiku Horizons: "pepper"

Irony

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Many a mother lost theirs sons

Many a son bereaved theirs wives

It was a struggle with blood and guns

Stabbing from back with sharp knives.

"Fight or die for motherland," they shouted.

Men and women's manners absolved,

A seed of love for motherland sprouted

A tree bearing fruits and flowers, evolved.

Love-tree has life and is life-giving,

But, why is the red only from blood?

The love-tree that bore red flowers is thriving

When love and freedom are labelled to bloodshed.

Written for Magpie Tales: mag 293

Steam

As the steam rose high,
The lustful couple kissed more
In the shower tub.

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As the steam whistled
The food was being cooked
For hungry stomach.

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Written for Haiku Horizons: "steam"

Welcome to wonderland

Image Credit: photo by Elaine Usdin

Do you remember, Miss Alice? She followed a rabbit and got lost in a Wonderland. I wonder if life is also the same! We chase a dream, we run behind it like there is no tomorrow, when they come true, our fears for life are assuaged temporarily, until we find another rabbit to chase. This is a vicious cycle.

So, welcome again to wonderland and which rabbit did you chase down till here?

Magpie Tales: mag 292

Forget

How can you forget
Your to-do list and home-work
And not your dinner?

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A nerve in his brian
That tiny and elusive
Made him forget past.

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Written for Haiku Horizons: "forget"