Probir Gupta Poet Haiku

The Flower Vase

Just now the sky put 
A bouquet of crimson clouds
In your flower vase

And lo how the vase
Explodes in some millions of 
Purple molecules

In the swimming pool
Children splashing wild water
Your vase in laughter

You and I pass on
But the bouquet in the vase 
Is ever crimson
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March 12, 2017

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Doug Vinson March 19, 2017 at 10:23 PM There is a very good-natured, well-rounded sense to this poem. It moves fast - right away there is the sky's action and an immediate explosion, children, and mortality. In with the colors is the essence of a good man, writing. Probir Gupta March 20, 2017 at 6:47 AM Well, my friend ... Thank you for your appreciation ... but the words have mostly been used symbolically ...

Demetrios Trifiatis March 12, 2017 at 12:39 PM What divine bouquets of Haiku that forever the soul delight dear. Probir! A seven for each my friend! Probir Gupta March 14, 2017 at 11:56 PM Thank you ...

Joanna Daniel March 12, 2017 at 9:29 AM Lovely haikus, Probir, soft and beautiful:) Probir Gupta March 12, 2017 at 10:04 AM Thank you, Jo ...

Doug Vinson March 11, 2017 at 8:52 PM I like it, Probir! Have not figured it all out yet, but I like it. : ) Probir Gupta March 12, 2017 at 1:07 AM Please do ... Because you are a connoisseur ... Thank you ...