Saturday, September 19, 2009

Some Haikus

Theme: Reminiscence

This butterfly clip,
That I tucked in her moist hair,
Now pricks, blood oozing...


Twinkle of her eye,
Auburn hair, I tucked behind,
Pleasant reveries...


A pitter patter,
Of rain drops, fall on my face,
And tears mingle in it...

Under the banyan,
Closed eyes, she said her prayers,
I stared, still staring…


Sweaty hands rubbed on,
Her embroidered handkerchief,
Still smells just the same…

3 comments:

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Tamarind~ said...

Fabulous.. each one of them!