Thursday, 15 August 2013

A haiku - 3 in 1

Tie me not autumn leaves,
The monsoon rain has washed me clean.
The seasons have lost their mind.

Inconsequential moments
Crafting significant reminiscences.
A snowy summer awaits.

The lines in my head
Escaped my hands,
Turning into concrete words.

1 comment:

  1. Distance, physical and psychological
    Separates us.
    Words are mere attempts.
    At reaching out
    To our unconscious.

    Time and Space
    Have conspired against us
    Against a reunion.

    What remains are
    mere memories
    Short and fragmentary.

    Memories pang
    Deep into the heart
    To forever annihilate
    Any further discourse.