hello everyone! this is a collection of haikus i wrote for a creative लेखन class awhile पूर्व that i've been thinking of reworking, so i thought i'd get some feedback. let me know what आप think :)
on winter mornings
we wake to cold sharp scent of
freshly fallen snow
sunlight glints through trees
no heady summer breeze just
cool and crisp and clean
we dance through the white
(the mist parting like a veil)
snow stained with laughter
reaching for your warmth
i smile at आप and wonder
how आप smell in spring
on winter mornings
we wake to cold sharp scent of
freshly fallen snow
sunlight glints through trees
no heady summer breeze just
cool and crisp and clean
we dance through the white
(the mist parting like a veil)
snow stained with laughter
reaching for your warmth
i smile at आप and wonder
how आप smell in spring
I wrote this poem, its not very gd, but i wanted some criticism, so i figured...well, here goes
Skeletal Kiss
Kisses from a skeleton.
A hand that cannot touch.
A nose that can't pick up the scent
Of perfumed skin, as such.
Sweet nothings from a skeleton,
Inspired द्वारा sightless eye.
Words tainted, द्वारा the rotted lips
Through which they must pass by.
Embraces from a skeleton.
The fault of broken heart,
Which used to rest in marrow cage
But now is gone, in part.
प्यार comes not from a skeleton,
From death, from lack of life.
It only lives in memory
Which lives through after life.
Ok, be honest, What do आप guys think?
Skeletal Kiss
Kisses from a skeleton.
A hand that cannot touch.
A nose that can't pick up the scent
Of perfumed skin, as such.
Sweet nothings from a skeleton,
Inspired द्वारा sightless eye.
Words tainted, द्वारा the rotted lips
Through which they must pass by.
Embraces from a skeleton.
The fault of broken heart,
Which used to rest in marrow cage
But now is gone, in part.
प्यार comes not from a skeleton,
From death, from lack of life.
It only lives in memory
Which lives through after life.
Ok, be honest, What do आप guys think?
hello everyone! this is a collection of haikus i wrote for a creative लेखन class awhile पूर्व that i've been thinking of reworking, so i thought i'd get some feedback. let me know what आप think :)
on winter mornings
we wake to cold sharp scent of
freshly fallen snow
sunlight glints through trees
no heady summer breeze just
cool and crisp and clean
we dance through the white
(the mist parting like a veil)
snow stained with laughter
reaching for your warmth
i smile at आप and wonder
how आप smell in spring
on winter mornings
we wake to cold sharp scent of
freshly fallen snow
sunlight glints through trees
no heady summer breeze just
cool and crisp and clean
we dance through the white
(the mist parting like a veil)
snow stained with laughter
reaching for your warmth
i smile at आप and wonder
how आप smell in spring
Ok, I just came up with this, so its quite unworked if आप know what I mean. I figure, I should get it out there and off my chest before I change my mind about a thousand times and this way, your criticisms should (hopefully) help me to संपादन करे it. Also, I havent thought of a title, so if आप can think of a suitible one I'd प्यार to hear it. ok, be honest:
Hidden words drip
From tooth to tooth
Edging closer, closer.
Lips sealed shut. Trapped.
मिनट gaps are found
Oozing through as water.
Rolling down chin,
Picking up pace,
Growing, Changing, evolve
It drops from brink.
Falling, speeding
Splash! and the ripples grow.
Hidden words drip
From tooth to tooth
Edging closer, closer.
Lips sealed shut. Trapped.
मिनट gaps are found
Oozing through as water.
Rolling down chin,
Picking up pace,
Growing, Changing, evolve
It drops from brink.
Falling, speeding
Splash! and the ripples grow.
My Life
Eat
Sleep
Repeat
Don't feel
Don’t love
Those bring pain
Don’t feel, don’t प्यार they say
Pain comes, and pain is feared
But I already feel pain
प्यार is Like a Butterfly
I heard a saying once.
That प्यार is like a butterfly.
Hold it too close and you'll crush it.
Hold it too lose and it'll fly away.
I have लॉस्ट my प्यार this way.
If only I knew about it before.
But things happen for a reason.
That philosophy will never change.
My प्यार is still out there.
So I will take my net and catch him.
Even if it takes,
One hundred years.
Empty
Can't Feel
Can't Love
Can't Cry
Can't Sing
Can't Speak
Can't Touch
When You've Been Hurt So Bad,
आप don't feel at all.
Blackness
What eats away space?
What makes आप think of pain?
What takes place of light?
What always takes place of fights?
What makes people cry?
What is a mark of death?
Dark I say.
Blackness
Eat
Sleep
Repeat
Don't feel
Don’t love
Those bring pain
Don’t feel, don’t प्यार they say
Pain comes, and pain is feared
But I already feel pain
प्यार is Like a Butterfly
I heard a saying once.
That प्यार is like a butterfly.
Hold it too close and you'll crush it.
Hold it too lose and it'll fly away.
I have लॉस्ट my प्यार this way.
If only I knew about it before.
But things happen for a reason.
That philosophy will never change.
My प्यार is still out there.
So I will take my net and catch him.
Even if it takes,
One hundred years.
Empty
Can't Feel
Can't Love
Can't Cry
Can't Sing
Can't Speak
Can't Touch
When You've Been Hurt So Bad,
आप don't feel at all.
Blackness
What eats away space?
What makes आप think of pain?
What takes place of light?
What always takes place of fights?
What makes people cry?
What is a mark of death?
Dark I say.
Blackness