Golden rays emerge
Blushing luster on your face
A gleam in your eyes
Extrapolate in tandem
Worth zillion stars in the sky
Anita Bacha
Golden Rays – Tanka – A Poem by Anita Bacha
Tag: travel photography
Sunset – Haiku – A Poem by Anita Bacha
sunset
our last hug
ripples in salt water
Happy Thursday, My Friends!
Anita Bacha
Gentle Breeze Afloat – Tanka – A Poem by Anita Bacha
a gentle breeze afloat
roaming in eve rushed traffic
feel roadside beauty
blossoms with mustard flowers
fleeting fields of green and gold
Happy Wednesday, My Friends!
Anita Bacha
End of Day Trip – Haiku – A Poem by Anita Bacha
it rains in Brussels
as it downpours in my heart –
end of a day trip
Happy Sunday, My Friends
Anita Bacha
Twilight Sun – Haiku – A Poem by Anita Bacha
Sun bursting in light
Flying above cotton clouds –
In demure blue sky
Happy Summer Weekend, My Friends
Anita Bacha
Blue Orchids in Bloom – A Haiku by Anita Bacha
Walking down the street,
A rare beauty holds my breath –
Blue orchids in bloom.
Anita Bacha
Photo my own clicked at Santa Paulo, Goa
Why haiku, my dear friends and readers?
Traditional and structured, this short form of Japanese poetry is well-known for its rule of 5/7/5: five syllables in the first line, seven in the second, and five again in the third. Haikus are known for their ability to paint a vivid picture in just a few words. A practice of artistic discipline, their minimal nature forces writers to pare down to only the essentials—making each word, or even syllable, count.
“The Old Pond” by Matsuo Bashō
An old silent pond
A frog jumps into the pond—
Splash! Silence again.
Thank you for your visit, my dear friends
Gorgeous morning – A haiku poem by Anita Bacha
Gorgeous morning
As autumn turns into winter
Stay with me awhile
Anita Bacha
Happy Sunday, my dear friends.
Greetings from Florence, the paradise on earth.
Scattered clouds – A haiku poem by Anita Bacha
scattered broken clouds
flying like a bird above
the mind blowing Alps
Anita Bacha
Thank you for your visit my dear friends
Flying from London to Milan this morning, I was inspired by the overwhelming sight of the Alps to jot down that haiku poem. Trust you will enjoy.
Sun Is Going Down – A Tanka Poem by Anita Bacha
Sun is going down,
Silvery ripples yo-yo,
Neath catamaran,
Morn waves roar and crash on shore,
On horizon sailing boats .
Thank you for viewing and reading, dear friends.
Happy Saturday.
Happy Summer Day.
Anita Bacha.
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The one who steals the rose in your garden,
Also steals the thorns.
Anita Bacha.
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