Wednesday, June 25, 2008


Watching the moon
in the western orizon
two haiku poets
scratch each other's back and mock
the rest as neophytes

Silence of birds
and moon so miserly
I feel homesick:
mists,fogs and
add to monotony

Couldn't sleep all night
darkness of thought spread over
the mind with closed eyes
I negotiate fear
of missing the moon and loss

Her letter smells
the lotus she wore each time
meeting in the moon:
I touch her fingers again
with all the hopes and tensions

The fragrance of rose
seeps through the windows
coupled with full moon
adds to my delight though I'm
alone in my bed tonight

Ghosts rise to mate
in moonlight tear the tombs
frighten with fingers
rhino horns rock the centre
granite sensation


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