Sunday, April 23, 2006

Rain...











Dark night
Bell rings
Phone abstains

Tea cup
Leaves succumb
In the mist of my pain

Fog on the walls
Hidden Ponds
Electric rain

Clouds floating
Blood smudging
Under the train

Nose
Frosted
Bursting veins

Wet lilies
Behold the beast
Master of disdain

Sliding road
Unwanted child
wrong lane

Strokes of wind
Wet shoulder
How vain

Lost umbrella
Who knows where

keep it sane

Bubbles in her mouth
She calls it art

she calls it art

7 comments:

laila said...

nice try :) why is everyone Haiku-ing these days??

Mirvat said...

seth

Ghassan said...

Huh? did I miss something?
and who's anonymous and Seth?

Mirvat said...

gus
i'm never surprised by your comments on my blog.

laila said...

hahahaha

Mirvat said...

layoul, have you seen seth's poetry? click on the title to get to his page

laila said...

yeah i've seen it before..from mysteriouseve's site