Gentle
You drizzle like snow,
A sight beautiful and white,
Brings forth purity.
Harsh
You tap on my roof,
So heavily pricking it,
Cold right to my bones.
Calm
Your gift's a rainbow,
Lovely candy for my eyes,
As you leave slowly.
Thinking of rain,
Balqis
Cold Sunday morning.
16.01.2011
*The idea of writing this Haiku came to me on a rainy day. It had been raining for two days and cold was gripping right into the core of my bones. I divided the Haiku into 3 parts to show rain's beauty, harshness and kindness.
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You tap on my roof,
ReplyDeleteSo heavily pricking it,
Cold right to my bones.
I felt this!! Crazy and brilliant!
@Hairyman - Thank you, Harish! Nice to know that you felt it. :)
ReplyDeleteIl pleure dans mon coeur
ReplyDeleteComme il pleut sur la ville ;
Quelle est cette langueur
Qui pénètre mon coeur ?
My heart cries
as it rains on the town
What is this melancholy
That goes into my heart!
You see, BB, your words are in line with a wonderful poem from Paul Verlaine, one of the greatest French poets of the XIX century!
Lovely and with languor!
I was first mesmerized by the picture of the rain and I was into every single word of your haiku. You make rain sounds so beautiful that I am missing it so much now!
ReplyDelete@Tony - Thank you for the beautiful poem of Paul Verlaine. I didn't know who he's until now. This is indeed a great sharing from you. This Haiku can be considered a "dwarf" compared to Paul's poem cos he was one of the greatest French poets in the great era of XIX.
ReplyDeleteI didn't know, too, that what I wrote is inline with his. Never read his poems. It's a coincidence. But anyway, thanks so much for your very kind words. And for comparing a tiny bee with a giant of poetry. Thanks, Od! :)
@LiLing - Thanks a lot for such a beautiful comment. It's my attempt on Haiku. :)
ReplyDeleteRainy day is gentle- if it's not harsh but calm! Brilliant! :)
ReplyDelete@Moon - Thank you! We can always look at it from various aspects. :)
ReplyDeletethe words are full of life. even one who does not enjoy poetry will relate to this poem of yours. i look forward to having a great writer of this era. i'd be lucky to be alive.
ReplyDeleteLife is wonderful. Nature is wise and beautiful. Picture perfect.
ReplyDelete@sherrybaas - Thanks so much for your very nice comments. It's such a high hope of yours. I wish I could achieve what you said. :)
ReplyDelete@Nice - You said it so nicely. That's what life is. :)
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