SOME MORE HAIKU

Twenty nine years in
a vat yet not ready for
feelings of old age


Images converge
on the mirage of body
moulded yoni


Seeking pleasure
in moulded faces
tiny fingers


My being grows
from her flame in the mind
feeding soul


Expand smile
marigold's yellow petals--
the spring sun


Flying to the tubelight
one after the other
two owls picking moths


--R.K.SINGH

FOG: SOME HAIKU

His presence
among the known faces—
evening fog

A thin fog
hides the wintry moon
rising slowly

Slowly clears
the morning fog
end of the year

Hides the sun
a dense fog in the morning:
waning winter

Stench of burning leaves
mounts with fog in the evening
asthmatic breathing

East faced
yoga in the fog
breathlessness

Shrouded in fog
the lone pomegranate
in the backyard

Wrapped in fog
the flying plane
seen by sound

Feels the shadow
with wet fingers on the beach:
sound through the fog

--R.K.SINGH