Aug 8, 2012

Rescued



















Scurrying for shelter -
the dark clouds keep marching  in
a bare, parched pond smiles


balqis
Aug8'12

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10 comments:

  1. I imagined it while I read it. Great work!

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    1. I'm happy to know it, Dana. Thank you so much. :)

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  2. Hope the dark clouds would pour enough rain for the poor dying soil.

    Beautiful Haiku!

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    1. I hope so. Thank you for your kind words, Zunnur. :)

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  3. a few lines have depth,marvls:) visit my blog and feel free to comment:)

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    1. Thank you so much, zarnab. Will visit you. :)

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  4. My friend,
    Where there is water...there is life. Your words are deep with a message for us all. Thank you my dear for reminding us what water means to the earth. Thank you also for sharing.

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    1. Thank you for your nice comments. You're right, Andy. Water is essential for life. :)

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  5. right now the monsoon strikes our country and the whole place is field with ponds :(

    I just felt that moment in your poem too...

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    1. I'm sorry to hear the disaster in your country. I watched the tv news and my heart went out to your people.

      What I wrote here is the opposite of what's happening in your country. Literally, it depends on how one perceives it. Other than that, it's just another haiku of mine. :)

      I appreciate so much your visit, Aj. Thank you for being here. :)

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