Haiku is a Japanese form of poetry.
The poems are limited to 3 lines and 17 syllables.

5 on the first line,
7 on the second line,
and 5 on the third.

I try to write one Haiku everyday.
Most days I fail, but some days inspiration strikes.
Sometimes it gushes for days at a time.
You can never tell when something will touch your heart.

Thanks for spending a moment reading
Haiku from the Heart.

I hope you'll be back to read my words.


Thursday, February 5, 2009

Daddy, how does Dragon taste?

Last night in her dream,
she cooked and ate a Dragon.
Tasted like chicken!
Posted by: Sandeep at 7:57 AM
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Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Water = Life

Summer evening.
Stifling heat slows everything.
Sprinklers make kids run.
Posted by: Sandeep at 12:59 PM
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Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Perseverance

Icicles reach down
Using snow banks and noon's heat.
At night they pause, rest.
Posted by: Sandeep at 8:36 AM
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Monday, February 2, 2009

Growing Up

Ageing leaves hold tight.
Separation anxiety.
But soon they will leave.
Posted by: Sandeep at 8:15 AM
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Sunday, February 1, 2009

Look Out Above! (3)

When trees are laden
with unpicked, rotting old fruit,
don't stand under them!
Posted by: Sandeep at 2:53 PM
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