Long Haikus Poems
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Written on: 7th September 2012.
Written by: Sashi.Prabhu (Zeauoxian)
Tons more I wish to do,
Much more I want to do,
Before I am laid on the pyre facing the sky deep blue,
Much more I wish to do……….
I want to scale scary heights,
I want to bungee jump without any fright.
I want to travel rough terrains on bikes,
I want to make it through forests and go on long hikes.
I want to wander singing songs,
I want to sing about how I mended my wrongs.
I want to be creative again ,
I want to write about my joys thrills and pain.
I want to pour my heart and passion in my works,
I want to write verses & haikus without reactions knee jerks.
I want to take many a calculated risks,
I want to learn from the entire process without shortcuts or fancy tricks.
I want to contribute for a good cause,
I want to give without siphoning material or emotional dross.
I want to untangle messed up issues,
I want to wipe off tears with empathy laced tissues.
I want to work on taboo subjects,
I want to solve regression of y on x.
I want to listen to my music loud,
I want to pen my work in a place far from the madding crowd.
I want to sow seeds and many a plant,
I want to bask in sun rays that into my room slant.
I want to drench in the rains,
I want to make paper boats and sail them in the drains.
I want to pick up from the ground and smell fresh wet earth,
And then joyously have my speech filled with mirth.
I want to boldly write about myself only for me,
I want the world to know me & my mind as they will always see.
I want to meet often the persons, who mean a lot to me,
I want to be able to emote my passions and feelings of love and glee.
I want to be happy about just any small thing,
And all this I want to do before the last breath to my nostrils I bring.
Facing the blue skies on my funeral pyre,
I want to be on the best craft my soul can hire….
All this I want to do very soon,
Before sets into me dreaded gloom.
But the life I live is taking its toll,
I am yet to get out of this oblivious hole.
Time is just right to set aside,
And take a ride
Fulfill my wants and dreams that I nurtured in me to grow,
And I had put away sheathed in a cocoon of time many years ago.
Now I don’t want a moment long,
And I will do what I want and sing my own song,
And do what in me I let grow,
Many, many years ago.
~~Of Dreams Oeanic~~~
Six Haikus
Turquoise seawater
Swirls, splashes the sea floor
Love through its sands
Diving very deep
Where is your warm,salty hand
Gleam, glorious now
My Pacific amour
May the waves, hasten our ardor
Poseidon, our guide
Sea urchins cheer us
In the darkest sea shadows
Sharks do a circle dance
For we have found
Southern Exposure, our romance
Sunken Sapphire stars
Twin tidal waves
Powerful in our solitude
Sh, just you, just me
* not for a contest*
7/8/2020
9pm PST
Weeping willows stand
As silent as sentinels:
Children’s laughter rings.
The sun’s golden show'rs
Filtered by weeping willows--
Dazzling dance of light.
The lake’s calm waters--
Picture of serenity
A boat passes by.
Weeping willows stand
Beside the lake’s still waters
Sheltering lovers.
The much trampled grass
Wet with rain from yesterday
Looks verdant today.
Scores of bicycles
Plying the same narrow route
Some fast, some slow, some -----.
A sea of faces--
Some real, some blank, and some masked
But which one am I?
Children play, shout, run
The air echoes their laughter
Longing fills someone.
Three Haikus About Women
1.
Smooth sleek angelform walking
Skirt shadow eclipse
Lovers' play hangs on a glance
- Look away, sweet eyes.
2.
Soft black hair floats in a breeze,
Trails behind; she turns
To smile at one she knows well,
Gladdening his heart.
3.
Her laugh like waters falling,
She plays girlish games.
I look at her, dreaming things
Secret, delightful.
I can’t write about you
It never comes out the way I want it to
Don’t get me wrong
I love writing about you
But I don’t want to look back at my art shameful of it’s outcome
Especially if it’s about you
I write haikus because they’re easier to phrase
Straight to the point
But I used to hate haikus
I always thought they were pointless
Short and not well thought out
I thought they were a lazy attempt at giving something meaning
I don’t know what happened
But something changed my mind
I try to write long poems about you
But I get lost in thought
I write without thinking
And when I read what I’ve written
I want to burn it
This isn’t even a poem at this point
I see no passion in what I’ve written
Just a confession that I’ll look at a few days from now and never touch again
These words stuffed with meaning they weren’t supposed to have
Will collect dust
Until I decide it’s time to say goodbye
I’m sorry I can’t write a long poem about you
I hope you still like the short ones.
It is our bard's day
The eighth of May
Nay, actually
The world’s day for the second bard
For the subtle web of light and shade
Blades of grass for our mind’s eyes
The boundless sky of our psyche
Sort of haikus from the sparks
Of pains and pleasure
Of the everyday life
In amity and strife
That Rabindranath Tagore served
In a tremendous verve
Through his lyrics and libretto
Are intense and touching to any sensitive mind
The coloured bubbles made everlasting
The supple music enchanting
And all dappled in cultured sentiments
Of sorrows and merriment
Of rain and sun
Of tales done and undone
Of days begun and gone
Every nuance finding aesthetic expression
In rhythmic dance of words and phrases
From the blue water
To our dear ledges
To be enjoyed by all perceptive intellect
And in effect
Regardless of nation and culture
Loving freedom from bondage of habits and beliefs
Relief from boredom into what is handsome
With its sun-lit door
Always open towards the river
And from there
Leading you back to the shore
___________________________
May 8, 2016, Kolkata
God’s love for all
Grand blessing
Share, give!
God’s compassion…
Spread freely
Rejoice!
Prince of peace
reigns with love’s bliss
Trust Him!
Mercy and truth
Prevailing
That’s peace!
Show love…
…Live loving…
Reap love-filled grants!
Be happy!
Enjoy God’s love
…always.
Let peace rule...
…upheld by love
Freedom!
Love-peace venture...
...faith at work!!!
Thank God!
*Ephesians 6:23 Peace be to the brethren, and love with faith, from God the Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.
Haikus with 4-3-2, 3-4-2, 2-3-4 syllables
October 13, 2018
1st Place, "Charlieku 4-3-2" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Charles Messina; judged on 10/22/2018.
Dawn comes
On the silk route;
Sun sparkles
Tour trip explores
Vistas of China;
Old and new transits
So much to see:
Lovely landscapes;
Crowded cities morphing
Words in my journal,
Thoughts on my journey;
Miracles and mysteries
Mötley tourist crowd
Eagerly guzzling down
All things China in spring rain
We take our time,
Explore the edges;
Collect instant memories
My darling translates
Classical Chinese tongue:
Basic English field trip!
Beauty in nuances
Cryptic language profound:
Where the Middle Kingdom reigns
Memories on record,
Thought distiller in word motifs;
Celebrate and anchor
Eventful sojourn,
Spring sensations --
Mystic revelations
Just the other day,
My darling said to me:
Take another China trip?
Leon Enriquez
19 Feb 2014
Singapore
Woke up to sunshine
Had to rub my tired eyes
I must be dreaming
If gals on the Soup
Have moved on, must follow them
Can't let them escape
Got the hots for you
A pick up line I once used
The first and last time
Cops are after me
Was gawking at some girlies
Wearing only jockeys
Are Haiku's funny
Coz I really have trouble
Writing with a frown
Well how do you do
Would you like to go to bed
Result was a slap
Wanna see my thing
It pulsates really quite fast
My new food mixer
Got the hots for you
Hickory dickory doo
Wanna see my thing
Here's a wee saying
Just three little words plus two
One two three four five
The Wulf Man cometh
Let's see what you've got mister
Who's Haiku Master
Ye depend ‘pon earth,
At no time does Earth to thee,
Why O man this mirth?
It’s thy sole haven,
A lesson if ye listen,
This earth’s not for fun.
Forget thy border,
Stand not like mere beholder,
Do what’s in order.
Me, mine, thee nor thine,
To all Mother Earth’s divine,
Think what for all’s fine.
O plant seeds on earth
Ere ye do a moment’s mirth,
Think what’s for her worth.
Poor Earth’s on fire, which,
Thou art preparing to ditch,
Art thou an ostrich?
No inheritor
Thou art, nor an ancestor,
But thy child’s debtor.
So walk ‘pon earth soft,
Ye have not else to adopt,
Act, act and more oft.
If trees should bequeath
Wi-Fi, ye would plant many,
Too bad, ye must breathe.
Not a passenger
On Spaceship Earth, part of crew,
Act not a stranger.
Join Nature to paint,
O sit not aloof a saint,
Set a precedent.
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Haiku |08.04.2023| Earth
Poet’s Note: April 22nd. Today is the Earth Day that reminds us: Earth’s still well its worth. Don’t ditch it for any other planet. None is half as worth as Earth. And time is running out, these Haikus desperately seem to say.