Sweats in summer, sheds
Tears in rains, weeps in winter,
And laughs in spring, Time.
Waves of various lives
When rise and roll , rhymes-rhymes loom.
The vast sea is Time.
That starts and ends never
Is a long stretch of elastic belt.
We call it the Time.
sarala
sarala
Am amazed at the depth in your Haikus... you write it very beautifully!!!
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DeleteSarala...the last one took my breath away...beautifully captured..metaphor of elastic belt is excellent..
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DeleteBeautiful. Completely agree.
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Deleteyea ,isn't it a matter of perception too ? I wonder!
ReplyDeleteYea,exactly.Thank you,Anil.
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DeleteYou have built beautiful images with your haiku !
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DeleteTime just flies on restless pinions..
ReplyDeleteit just goes on
seasons come and go
Thank you,Jyoti.
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