Treasure Island

MELVIN BANGGOLLAY

(11/07/1975 / Natonin, Mountain Province, Philippines)

MY PEN'S HAIKU


MY PEN'S HAIKU
Melvin Banggollay


PEN

Showering its tears (5)
Writing what the mind could see (7)
Gentle pen of mine.(5)


TREE

With arms that lefty pray (5)
God's grace of rain today (7)
To bear everyday.(5)

HAIKU

poem of sylables (5)
With radiance of wisdom's light (7)
from the japanese.(5)


LIFE

Flowing with honey (5)
or full of catastrophe (7)
Sail your life away (5)

Submitted: Friday, March 28, 2008
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  • Estrella Baldemosa (3/28/2008 12:53:00 AM)

    tamang tama ang counting ng syllables melvin! he he he he parang seryos na yata ang pag ha hatsing! haiku mo...ipagpatuloy mo kapatid...haiku is fun! (Report) Reply

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