Sep 23, 2014

Space



When the sky's empty,
My soul roams the space of time,
Where's our meeting place?

© 2014 Balqis



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    1. I am humbled by your kind words. Thank you. :)

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  2. Life's emptiness will invoke some concern. It creates a rupture and questions begin to be asked! Good thoughts Balqis!

    Hank

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    1. Thanks for your wise words, Hank. Much appreciated. :)

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  3. Your soul knows it well. Nice haiku. :)

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  4. Wah! The deep empty time just met the plight-

    Wonderful haiku, BB!

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    1. Hehe..you may say so! Thank you, Omo. :)

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  5. A question whose answer we all seek :-)

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  6. Just a few simple words are enough to rile me up. That's the power of your writing Balqis!

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  7. Sometimes the meeting place is hard to find, isn't it?

    Desolate Space

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    1. May be it's not meant to be easy. :)

      Thank you, MMT.

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  8. 'my soul roams the space of time' , love that line. Lovely haiku.

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  9. I wonder too Balqis. But a way or another, your lines make the question more bearable, we can wait for it peacefully.
    Love from France.

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  10. Beautiful , simple and meaningful poetry . I loved it , you are just amazing :)

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    1. I appreciate your kindness, Aunt Mary. Thank you. :)

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