Touch
His warm, sideways glance
Wrapped me like an angora shawl-
and took the chill away…
Voices of autumn…
Dry autumn leaves
Crackle under my feet—
Dead can feel and speak…
Welcome intruder
Woke from deep slumber-
An eerie touch at my elbow-
Morning stood tiptoe…
A Taste of life
Salt of tears on lips
Astringent on the spirit
Heart- bitter sweet…
Communion with self
Lost in a reverie
A smile on the parted lips
Exulting within…
Calm Surrender
The colourful boats
move as wind changes course;
Sails smoothly adjust…
Frost
A thin layer of frost
Glass warms up as Sun rises
Tears of joy slide down…
Intoxicated
Today am alive
Please take away the wine
Oh, am drunk on life…
Miracle of love
A song on the lips
A swing in the gait and hips
Flushed after first kiss...
The show must go on…
Dressed to seduce
In red dress and jewels,
And gulp Prozac pill…
Weeping Willows
Willows are weeping
On Mother Earth’s breast-
In humility…
Hope
Cheer, Obama wins
Winds of change are blowing—
Suspend disbelief…
Tampering with Nature
Rose, no fragrance
A prey to man’s arrogance-
Stripped of essence…
Hijacked
Mind, like a monkey
Goes jumping from tree to tree-
Hijacks sanity…
Fog
Enveloped in fog
Mind wipes and soul ignites-
With the inner light…
Breaking the silence
The glacier breaks
Eons of its icy silence
As it froths and falls…
Does speed matter…
Can speed be the key?
Slow, steady, in not any hurry-
With ease, tortoise wins…
Destiny
Abused and crumpled
Discarded like a tissue
Alone... woman moans.
Megalomania
Man beats the devil
At his diabolical game-
In His Maker’s name…
Arrogance
Self annihilation
By God’s highest creation
Abuse of intuition…
untitled
full of flambouyance
Gorgeous Dhalia stands tall
beckons with silence...
Spring
White almond blossoms;
breeze carries the fragrance
heart soars as snow melts...
Memories Haunt
Bury not pain and grief
feel, grieve, deal, heal and let go-
else live in haunted home
Love not unconditional...
Use, abuse, neglect
Mother Earth too protests-
In fury lashes back...
One with Universe...
Stillness of the night
The world sleeps, its quiet-
Just my soul stirring...
Folklore
Mythical monkeys
See, hear and speak no evil-
thus tame the devil...
Interbeing
Where is family...
With the birth of me and I
Languished, just died.
Impressive opus, like a bouquet of flowers give so much joy to my psyche...10++++
a lovely bouquet a feast for my eyes A++++and 10++as always anjali
A beautiful bouquet of haikus. Very meaningful and thought giving. Haiku was very popular in Urdu in mid eighties and I wrote about 100 haikus at that times. These were translated into English by an Indian writer named Dr. Meem Qaaf Khan but never published in English. My Urdu haikus collection titled ' Zard Pattun Ki Shawl ' (The Shawl Of Yellow Leaves) was published in 1993. Your wonderful haikus have reminded me my old forgotten love for haiku. Thank you for sharing these golden petals and flowers of words. Regards Naseer
Kudos Mamta ji! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! An exoic bouquet it is, each haiku is a strikingly beautiful flower...richly coloured, attractive with strong fragrance of sense! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
the monkey ones was my fav............mam...your wisdom shines thro these haikus.....superb write..and i want to read them again
Many of them I read. Some my favourite one. But read again Read again, again Renewed joy of reading Mamta's brand of haiku
This is better than a gift of flowers, a wonderful list of inspiring haiku from a very wise and wonderful lady. My favourite, because I am a man the first one Touch.
A beautiful garden of verses penned by a wise, tuneful soul. My favorites are, 'Voices Of Autumn', 'Touch' and, 'Frost'. Love, SandraX
I loved these Haikus and the eloquent thought contents! 10! -Raj Nandy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Those are some nice pieces of writing.