Jumat, 22 Mei 2009

Sunday Evening Haiku

please note that what the author knows of haiku is only "a poem consisted of 3 lines, originally comes from Japan". sorry for the abysmal-ity of it.

Reading is not done
Still more to tackle
Oscar Night, what will they wear

Mother is worried
Trying to regain contact
And control of weight

Want to be done with
Whatever is bothering
If particular named

Love, is
Whatever not
The truth

Clutter cleaned
Bed made
Why is it still night

Save, this little lost girl
Live the easy life
That she made hard

Friends, are there
But never there
How could they care

Age adding
Thought kept bursting
She is too old

Others questions,
Answered with snide
Mind, lost

Obsessed with words
Fluidity
Is a dream

They will hear it
If they have found
The door that locked it

Find the methods
To lead life
Of contempt

Liked
And not liked
Ah, the choices

Words to write
To pass time
Think of else

Don’t think
Do it
I am

Hear no smile
They are gone
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