Intrepid lips Tanka

wasteful are those tears,

make a sudden appearance

when least expected

and intrepid are those lips,

smiling along with the flow

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Gion Festival Haiku

giggling girls swirling

yukata adorning them

paper fans in hands

~

gulping down the sweets

sumo-wrestler in Kyoto

the Gion is in flow

~

opened entryways

displayed family heirlooms

take a glance and leave

~

single stroke needed

slashing the rope of desires

begins matsuri

*Written in response of Carpe Diem # 230.

Suzushi (cool/coolness) Haiku

under blazing sun

lone sweltering traveler 

comes blowing cool breeze

.

feel of a cold breeze

sleeping under a fig tree

shaded from sunshine

.

cold water shower

after a day out in heat

a sound of relief

.

heavy clouds gather

after days of summer heat

cool drop falls on cheeks

.

playing small children

suzushi environment

change in the weather

* For Carpe Diem # 218

she sat on the creek’s bank

she sat on the creek’s bank

waiting for

the time to come by

whence

she could open her hair braid,

put away those restraining ornaments

and

dissolve in the waters

and flow away

to meet her destiny,

to meet

her cay.

After writing this piece, I came up with an alternate version which is like this:-

she sat on the creek’s bank

waiting for

the time to come by

whence

she could reach out the distance,

immerse herself in the waters

and

dissolve away those fears

and fly away

to meet her destiny,

to find

her way.

Note:- For those of you who do not know, I have published my first poetry collection, which is completely free of cost. You can find the pdf version here-

The fragrance of the pouring rain

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Violet Juice

Violet juice dripping down

seeping through the lips

gritted through the canines

down it flows to the chest

 

gives the pleasure at its best

the sipping of intoxicating wines

a quite shudder at the hips

the head be dazzled with a crown

 

the beautiful lusty juice

through the body, running loose.

 

P.s.- Its my own poetic form- three stanzas, rhyming scheme being ABCD/DCBA/EE. I haven’t named it, as of yet. I am open to suggestions.