The bright morning sun
Peeks over the horizon
Lighting up our world.
The Morning Sun – A Haiku
Tag: poetry
The Morning Dew – A Haiku
Drop of dew sparkles
like a little pearl on grass,
marks fresh beginnings.
An Abecedarian of Life
Alphabet is the mother of language
Brushstrokes conspire to create a picture
Cultures truly shape society
Diversity defines all parts of nature
Empathy strengthens humanity
Friendship gives life meaning
Gratitude teaches appreciation
Humility keeps us grounded
I’s combine to form a We
Justice has its own timeline
Karma catches up to us all
Love is the supreme feeling
Mind is an infinite canvas
No is a necessary evil
Opinion is everyone’s right
Poetry is a song of the soul
Qualities are a man’s adjectives
Revolution is born out of oppression
Silence isn’t always golden
Time is your most precious commodity
Unsaid remain the most profound thoughts
Vicarious are a reader’s pleasures
Words are the most powerful weapons
Xenophobia has no place in this world
Yet we need to preach and teach diversity
Zero is the absolute truth.
My First Haiku: Stillness of Silence
For the uninitiated (like I was until a couple of days ago), a Haiku is a Japanese poem containing 17 syllables with three lines in a 5-7-5 format. There are also other technicalities of a traditional Haiku – I am no expert, and probably don’t intend to be but I thought I’ll take a shot at it.
Some of the best Haikus can be found all over the internet, mostly from traditional Japanese poets. And without much ado here’s mine!
Stillness of silence,
Then the chaos of a scream
And silence again.
If Feelings had Faces…
Have you ever wondered, if feelings had a face,
would each have a certain characteristic, shape, form or race?
I think I’ve seen the purest joy when a child reunites with his mother,
when there is nothing in the world they wouldn’t give to be with one another.
I think I’ve seen the deepest sorrow when a life is lost before its time,
when the world just seems unfair, and without reason or rhyme.
I think I’ve seen the ugliest hatred in the perpetrators of discrimination,
when it drives a human to put another through unjust humiliation.
I think I’ve seen the worst greed when the rich steal from the poor,
when money is all they see and are blinded by its false allure.
I think I’ve seen the most extreme anger when someone is betrayed,
when someone shakes the foundation of trust that over years had been laid.
I think I’ve seen eternal hope when all else seems to fail,
and nothing short of a miracle can get you out of jail.
I think I’ve seen the most unconditional love in selfless sacrifice,
when possessing ceases to be the goal, just the other’s happiness does suffice.
When You’re Gone…
Years and years from today,
When you slip into your deepest slumber,
How will the world remember you?
Have you thought what will you leave behind?
When they gather around you for that one last time,
Have you thought what will they have to say?
When they think back on the memories you shared,
Have you thought which ones will come rushing back?
While endlessly running in this worldly race,
Have you thought what really is your finish line?
Before chasing that next elusive dream,
Have you thought to pause and enjoy what you’ve already achieved?
In the chaos and madness of this busy life,
Have you thought to look at what you’ve built thus far?
When you were a child and wanted to grow up to be someone,
Have you thought to ask the mirror if that someone looks like you?
When you are nothing but a collection of memories and stories,
Have you thought what will the cover of your biography say?
The Screaming Silence
The hollow completeness.
The shameful pride.
The happiness in sorrow.
The walking in stillness.
The loneliness in a crowd.
The caged freedom.
The hatred for love.
The joy in pain.
The nervous confidence.
The tears behind a smile.
The companion in loneliness.
The betraying loyalty.
The normalcy in disorder.
This dead life.
If I Could Learn…
If I could learn from a mother,
I’d learn to love without condition.
If I could learn from a father,
I’d learn to be the invisible pillar of strength without suspicion.
If I could learn from a child,
I’d learn to trust without hesitation.
If I could learn from a dog,
I’d learn to be loyal without expectation.
If I could learn from a friend,
I’d learn to read what’s in another’s head.
If I could learn from a lover,
I’d learn to hear what’s still unsaid.
If I could learn from a farmer,
I’d learn to die of hunger so that others could eat.
If I could learn from a tree,
I’d learn to give shade to others while enduring sweltering heat.
If I could learn from a teacher,
I’d learn to pass on all my knowledge and wisdom.
If I could learn from a king,
I’d learn to truly devote oneself to one’s kingdom.
If I could learn from a pauper,
I’d learn to be thankful for every full meal.
If I could learn from a doctor,
I’d learn the responsibility that comes with the power to heal.
If I could learn from a saint,
I’d learn the virtue of patience.
If I could learn from an ant,
I’d learn the true meaning of perseverance.
If I could learn from water,
I’d learn the ability to adapt.
If I could learn from fire,
I’d learn to separate fiction from fact.
If I could learn from life,
I’d learn to enjoy every phase without complaining.
If I could learn from death,
I’d learn how to give life its true meaning.
A little bit of Everything... just like Life! 