A cable wire dangling outside which paved the way for my passage through these words
a loose wire dangling,
tattered at certain places,
spiraling downwards
to a bottom, I can not see,
for I am hanging somewhere
in the middle, nothing lies
below or up, but this point
where I gauchely cling, as
to follow the passage
of that thin cord,
I can not touch but
feel in my sight
.
I am linking it up with Friday Flash 55.
To the hill, I mounted barefoot to see sun rising from ashes,
Heart thumping, blooms a sweet desire in my heart to touch, kiss the sky,
A river, meandering through deep valley makes me feel alight
source- capetown travel
Poetic form: Sijo
Kikusha Ni’s Creation:-
my body all alone
in this autumn I feel –
the dusk in rain
~
My inspired creations:-
alone in the field
I feel the feel of rain drops
stream of silent tears
~
at the edge of ship
glancing at shades of water
lone feeling of peace
P.s.- The two haiku I have created are very close to my heart. They are written in response to Carpe Diem Special 44.
love
the feeling of love
I do not feel any more
forgotten love, life.
mistrust
mistrust hinders sight
it’s haziness all around
I can’t trust myself.
I just read this poem and I felt it.. I don’t know how to explain but it seemed as if this poem is written, keeping me in mind. Well that is funny because many people would feel the same… and many wouldn’t. But I know I did. Here it is-
Touch Me
by A Thomas Hawkins
Touch me,
it doesn’t matter where
and it doesnt matter how
I need to know I’m still alive
so someone touch me now
Shake my hand and say hello
or pat me on the back
kiss me on the cheek
that I may feel this sense I lack
slap my face and pull my hair
make me bleed I just don’t care
dig your nails into my skin
so I can feed this need within
I’ve been numb for such a time
that even pain would be sublime
so touch me, touch me now
I don’t care where, I don’t care how.
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