Strangers-Haiku: Saturday Specifics

I decided to highlight today’s ‘Saturday Specifics’ with a ‘Throwback’ gesture. I love Haiku, although I rarely write one these days. I used to craft poems before and I plan to acknowledge my lost spirit through this post I reblog.

Maliny Mohan

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Strangers , they unite 
In dim lit room – unreined 
Lovers for one night . 

Written for Carpe Diem Haiku Challenge . The prompt – Strangers .

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Hues of Joy

 
A
Lather
Soft as dew,
Descended slow
In my heart, so deep
To glide past crevices –
Sublime, sheer effervescence.
A joy so rich, luscious and rare,
Leaves you panting, prodding for more
For joy is a dream!- such vibrant and true.
 
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P.S :- This poem has been written in a form of poetry called ‘Ethere’, where each line contains as much number of syllables as the number of the line.
 

Rivulet



A flash of beauty,
The crack of dawn,
Shimmering sun’s ray,
The scent of rain.

A surreal soundtrack
Or a soulful note ;
They take me back
And leave me sour.

I tried my best 
To make you mine;
The fire in me
But,burnt me whole.

I let you go
As someone told
For if only you sought
You were mine.

 Counting tides
I waited days
But no one came
Nor anyone spoke.

Why didn’t you notice
That i was gone ?
My screams had echoed 
Through mountain mounds.

Tears rolled down
Formed eddy streams,
Till my rivulet grew
And left you far.

Wasn’t he right ?

Who faithfully said;
That things sans reclaim
Were never truly ours to claim.

And that was when
It struck me hard;
That life was such –
So undeniably real!
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The Lure


An attempt of Ethere, a form of poetry written in ten lines, with each line accomodating the number of syllables as its line number.
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Dash of 
Blush cluster
On dimpled cheeks
His looks sensuous
Bated breath loquacious
Of bait, his defiant charm;
Breeze sultry, sprinkling pearly drop
On chiseled face, it trickles down
Melting to specks beneath sauve gliding touch. 

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Another one : 

Books 
They smell
Of dust speckle
Engraved grey
Amidst tangled words
In its swooping sly waft
Hauled into mystic depths
Of love, truth, fear and fantasy, 
The many resplendent emotions
I succumb to lure – my retribution.
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Cacophony – Haiku

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1.

Little girl cries
As parents fight loud –
  Insignificant pain.
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2.

Cluttering bangles
On soft dainty arms –
Uncharted symphony.
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3.

Poignant rants 
For once he lay
  Deaf to her pain.
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Written for Haiku Heights . Prompt – Cacophony.

P.S :  I haven’t focussed on the prompt per se, rather wrote sets of haiku inspired by the theme. I hope that is allowed. Thank you all for the comments 🙂