Hark! The rhythm

Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...

Thursday, October 20, 2016

Shape of love

Not just pretty heart,
but of breath and syllables,
and it also takes,
shape of alphabets,
cursive ringlets of your name,
and course, the desires!

Linking with Haiku Horizons: Shape

4 comments:

Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.