Posts Tagged ‘short’

Today’s rain
is gray,
tomorrow’s may be black,
Will I ever fade,
to a guiltless white?

Will I rain
past crusades,
forsake tomorrow’s promised quests?
Will time’s frigid hand
Ever set me free?

Small bubble
around a meager life,
Is the heart such a flimsy thing?
Must it always rain
Inside my pitless soul?

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Rice and Death haiku (36)

Bowl of sizzling rice
Heaven fused with little grains,
Taste of sudden death

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