Her body like a wave
Danced to the rhythm
Of his heartbeat.
Rhythm
Tag: haiku
Handwritten letters
Will always continue
To be romantic.
Forgotten
Abandoned house.
A drop of water trickled
Down a rusty tap.
Sleep lingered on her eyelids
He carried her in his arms
And tucked her into bed.
Symmetrical ripples
In the grey cloudy sky
A lone bird swam across it.
Just a Book?
From the outside it might just be another book.
On the inside there’s a whole new world.
& in those words I belong.
Worth It
The night was cold and dark
Next morning; sunlight glistened
Like diamonds in the snow.
A fallen Autumn leaf swirled up in the air.
Slowly it drifted down the lane.
A graceful glide with the gentlest wind waves.
Towards Greater Heights: Haiku
My path; piled-up by snow
I continue to walk slow
Towards the imposing Mount Kilimanjaro.
*Inspired by the famous quote of Fyodor Dostoevsky, “To live without Hope is to Cease to live.” No matter how difficult life gets, we continue to give our best to achieve our dreams.
Pink Trees
Day 70
Pink bougainvillea leaves
Shedding their prettiness,
On deserted streets.
Nuraine Sadaf 