Each day we approach
The limit set to our breath,
Closer cometh death,
Higher the hurry,
Greater goes worthless worry,
Faster doth run breath,
Rapid more the race,
Quicker is cooked life's curry,
The blessed so sayeth.
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Haikus |02.07.2019|
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A brilliant haiku on life and death has beeen astutely presented. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks for reading and commenting, dear poet.