Good Times
The Smell of Flowers
as they lay on my bedroom floor
I wonder if she is there
Passing Time By
On the warm blanket
We lay there motionless
Watching the sunset
True Liars
Listening to her stories
Drifting away on the waves of deceit
While the creatures surround me
Train
Waiting, Waiting, Waiting
Time is going by really fast
When will it come
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2 comments:
Your third Haiku here really haunts me somehow!
p.s. Evoking emotion is good!
Your first Haiku poem is a very nice poem. It is very romantic. Makes good use of the correlation between a good wife and flowers
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