Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Grey!


Makes, but breaks not, the
 Great Grey, relations with dark
And dawn;black and white.

Precious Grey in old age
Is akin to experience, gathers
Regards and respect.          


The clouds have gone grey.
Their age-mate ‘Rainbow’ grows never
Grey and looks young ever.
  
Premature graying
 Spoil the peace of youth today.
Make, doctors dollars.

http://haiku-heights.blogspot.in/2013/10/haiku-heights-305-grey.html




13 comments:

  1. I liked the thoughts expressed there...
    But a haiku?
    You may have to reconsider the syllable...

    However, loved as a poetry!!
    Please follow the link to read mine...
    http://locomente.blogspot.in/2013/10/rainbows-adorned.html

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    1. Thank you,Satya,actually it was a hurried post and so by mistake the unedited part was published.

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  2. Interesting poem, but (and I hate to be a downer) it's not haiku.

    Grey Across the Sky

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    1. The unedited part was posted mistakenly.Thank you for viewing.

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  3. beautifully written
    age mate rainbow grows never

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  4. Very true. Just remembered "the color of truth is gray" (Andre Gide).

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