bubbling
against summer’s heat
cold water
~
sweating
sucked up by the sun
first gulp of water
~
ash-laden tongue
seeking coolness of water
a fountain mirage
~
noon mirage
vision of nectar
spilled on road
.
sweat
Cicadas Haiku
with prominent eyes
cicada hums a love song
debut performance
~
wears a bow of love
aiming for suitable mate
drums beat in stomach
~
a resurrection
its time to born once again
mother earth tears up
~
limbs sweat profusely
heat seeps into the body
hear cicadas’ sing
* The third haiku is based on the fact that some cicadas can lay dormant for as long as 17 years in the womb of the mother earth and one day comes when they come out again in their usual demeanor, which has become a symbol of resurrection.
* It was difficult for me to write haiku about an insect I haven’t got to see and listen to much. I have just faint memories of listening to the singing insects; so can’t be sure whether they were cicadas or not. Written in response of Carpe Diem # 232.
Red Lust
Collision of the bodies
intermingling sweat
the passionate hug
the seductive kiss
moan emerges like hiss
euphoria of the best drug
the fingers finally met
come true the auguries
the lust overcomes all
echoes around, a silent bawl.
P.s.- Written in the same rhyming scheme, as the Violet Juice. I haven’t given a name to this form of poetry… I am still open to suggestions.
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