Haiku – The Cactus!

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The lonesome heart pines

lost in the barren landscape

stoic demeanor

Scorching cloudless sky

survives the parched desert heat

resilient soul

Spiked outer armor

smiles through the blistered needles

a vibrant blossom

In Hope…

Life’s pedal moves on waiting for none,

O brother, the only sepia toned picture of us, is a treasure I cherish.

It conjures so many memories full of mirth.

The happy feet scampering across the neighbourhood, on hot summer noon

our buffoonery, inviting the ire of the old café owner.

With laughter echoing through the streets,

those growing up years defined unlimited felicity,

Until

miasmic bugle of war blew, bringing with it bloodshed

bombs bombarded destruction and mayhem.

My lachrymose deluge, drenched the rubble looking for you,

the throes of separation lacerating my soul.

After all these years, I still wait, in hope of your return…

Sadje’s WDYS #146

Featured Haiku

Elated and honored to share that 6 of my haiku have been featured in The Short of It by Susi Bocks who blogs at iwriteher.com.

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Sunset

calligraphic swirls
paints the western horizon
scarlet poetry

Please do read the remaining haiku here

Blessed!

My wrinkles hold many memories tucked between their folds,

to be buried with me.

Today, I look into the mirror,

 proud of each scar I carry, each joy I experienced.

As the moonlight casts its lambent glow,

I smile, celebrating my journey of life.

44 words

dVerse qaurdrille #155 : celebrate

Catharsis!

I sit on the logged bench, watching the alabaster cascades, make a monstrous sound on its fall,

before flowing gently on the moss rimed stones, charting its own course.

I take courage to let go of my tears, from the cliff of my cheek, unabashedly down to the bottom of my soul, releasing the burden of the emotional upheaval.

My briny tears, cleanse my soul of all the hurt.

A constant companion, my faithful dog, a sole witness to my purgation, wags his happiness to see me move on, to face the challenge with renewed vigor.

Sadje’s WDYS #142

Let’s walk together…

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With love as the locus of our relationship, let’s walk the talk, bridging the generation gap between us

converging on our divergent ideologies and identities, discarding the judgemental lens,

creating endearing stories of wizened wrinkles and vivacious spontaneity.

Let’s celebrate our differences, without any pretense, cementing it with a bond of acceptance,

sharing our joys, secrets, tears, resilience, translating moments to memories and lacing them with a twine of unconditional support for each other,

‘coz when the generations walk together hand in hand, the world radiates an ebullient spirit of harmony.

Sadje’s WDYS #141

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