When the mind sways, And when the same feelings this heart portrays, And when pot is also not left with enough ink, so when the quill says, Words on the parchment feel like a cheap fabric that frays. So many lines fumbled, So many feelings got crumbled, Like someone feels when they get ghosted, Those letters, in the drawer, always remained unposted. PS: Most of my posts are late night musings. Either way, the letter posted or not, the things I write reach this online platform or not, it feels good to scribble down random words once in a while.
Love the first haiku a lot..! Motherly love... bliss of the highest form! :)
ReplyDeleteAw, I love the first one, and the picture with it. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteVery loving moment caught by your words...I think we should always remember them ~
ReplyDeleteI liked both of them....Both are very true! Very thoughtful one!
ReplyDeleteCute cute cute :)
ReplyDeleteRespects for the first haiku!,thank you for writing it!
ReplyDeleteVery true and thought provoking ! :-)
ReplyDeleteNice haiku. What a sweet photo. Very touching.
ReplyDeleteblissful :)
ReplyDeleteEternal truths they are..don't know why we become pessimist.
ReplyDeleteGems ~~
ReplyDeleteDay 24 ~~ Rapture of Color
Ah ! Short and sweet! An eternal truth that we forget
ReplyDeleteGood job! Loved reading your Haiku!
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