Take me with you,
To a land where white flowers,
Bloom in the night,
Where moths freely die in the light,
As I bloom and I die in your favors,
Take me with you,
Keep me close to you,
As the scent of white flowers,
Invigorates the breath of lovers,
And I write with the ink of your eyes,
These petals of poetry,
Chaste as white flowers in the night.
Anita Bacha
Sunrise, the highlight
Of this glorious morning,
Sparkles autumn leaves
The rain is falling,
Various ducks swim languidly,
On the swollen pond.
Brittle and fragile,
The tree releases the leaves,
They blow in the wind.
A walk in the park,
Brings back memories of you,
So far yet,so near.
End of October,
A yellow maple leaf falls,
Turns to syrup brown.
Autumn vibes are haikus I’ve written during the past few weeks,and sharing here. I am living on an island actually and here, we have only two seasons,summer and winter.Haiku poetry tickles the imagination and haiku lovers will find in these haiku poems illustrated with pictures, how very far the mind can travel, create and produce.
With love ❤️
Anita Bacha
My eyes meet your eyes,
As the sun melts in the sea-
It’s love at first sight.
We walk on the beach,
In the cool,morning sun, far
From the madding crowd.
The day is over,
Fisherman brings a good catch,
The boat gets some rest.
A silent man sits,
With a fishing rod at sea,
Sunrise to sunset.
At dawn, the sun kneels,
To embrace the sea,
In meek submission.
It’s very cold,
Fire in the hearth has burnt out,
I dream of summer.
Haiku is a type of short form poetry, originally from Japan. Traditional Japanese haiku consists of three phrases that contain a kireji,or cutting word,17 on in a 5/7/5 pattern and a kigo, a seasonal reference.However, modern haiku vary widely on how closely they follow the traditional elements. I have this crush for haiku and I try my best to be in tune with the ancient haiku poets.
Enjoy and let me have your feedback.
May this waiting draw to a close, my love!
That very soon we are united at last,
In a mad and passionate hug;
My heart shall beat with your heart,
Away our tears shall flow in abundant joy,
Shall wet our parched lips of the grief,
Of the pain of thirsting desires;
That blessed under a starry night sky,
Your breath shall melt with my breath,
My eyes bathe in the clear pond of your gaze;
Swept into the furrows of time and space,
We forget the world, the universe, the Creator himself,
We forget the intense longing,
We forget the slow suffering,
That shall exist for us only our guiltless love!
Anita Bacha
Ink leaks from my pen,
Blotchy petals on paper –
I write poesy.
Anita Bacha.
( In the picture, my poetry book INK ! This book consists of 100 love poems and is available in my birth country, Mauritius. It is published by #Éditionsdeloceanindien , a newly- founded publishing house.)
Morning has broken
Birds repeat their melodies
Time goes on and on
Anita Bacha
Bouquet of roses
Dying in porcelain vase
Gross mediocrity
Anita Bacha
Dear readers, I have joined a group of ‘Haiku challenge ‘ on Twitter and today’s challenge is to write a haiku using the word ‘gross’. I love this challenge .Brainstorming, at times ,nerve racking it keeps me going .Hope you like this one . More are on the way.
True to his word,
He was there, in the park,
Waiting for her,
She halted, looked around,
His words echoed in her ears,
In the morning gentle zephyr,
‘I will be there!’
‘I will be there for you!’
He cried out,
Last time they met and parted;
Stoic, handsome and shy,
Greener against the blue sky,
He smiled under its vast parasol;
The sight of him warmed her heart;
They talked,
They had so much to say to each other;
Then they fell into a deep silence,
It was not love,
It was not happiness,
It was a soul connection.
Anita Bacha
Monsoon season rains
Flooding rivers millet fields
Lovers soak in love
Anita Bacha
Picture: tumblr.com
Sun high in the sky
Where am I going to hide
The worm asks the book
Anita Bacha
Photo credit: Hilda Aakre
