Persian Haiku 4

Persian Haiku 4. Persian Haiku 4. I cried with the night. When the nightingale stopped singing, My poor umbrella! The moon's reflection, Loneliness is elegant. On a lonesome pond. Life makes me too old. Death humiliates my life. I'm glad there is love. When I come, you'll leave. Moonlight dims, and autumn grieves. I'm so so naive. Iron turns to rust, My body will burst into dust, Trust the dust, I must. Who spilled my bottle? The Inebriated ground! Who is the drunken? What is half of us? Nowhere to be found in this; It's not me or you. Like the sun, I shine, Like the moonlight, I promise. To create more love. 12/11/18 Haloo Note: The form I called Persian Haiku is a form of poetry in Persian literature called “Segani” or “triangular.” They must be in three lines, but not necessarily 5-7-5 syllables, but unlike Haiku, the last line of Segani must have a “Mental Punctuation or mental blowout.” Segani has three major branches: Classic, Nimaa’i (related to the poet Nima Yooshij), and Sepeed (means white). Each has many different forms with and without Rhyme. I combined the rules of Japanese Haiku with 5-7-5 Syllables plus the” Segani” and” Sepeed” with no rhyme.