Haiku #8

Hidden after the deepest oceans, loftiest mountains,
Thinnest paths and nameless troubles lies the treasure,
Many of us find short of finding. The real us.

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Haiku #7

Tick tock, the clock strikes twelve.
Deeper in the forest, Cinderella dwelves,
Her magnificence diminishing, she was overwhelmed.

Haiku #5

Memories, written in indelible ink,
Can be erased at will.
Which ever, whenever you want.

Haiku #4

Different style for a haiku. The photo is mine, clicked on March 18, 2015. I couldn’t get it to enlarge. I was pixelating otherwise 😦

Haiku #2

They learnt from their ancestors.
So when they say something,
They mean it.

Haiku #1

This form of poetry captured my mind, so here is my first. Constructive criticism appreciated.

The thought of you
captured my mind
And I didn’t see the sunrise.