Duty summons
The sailor for ages
Tears embark
Sailor’s wife
scribbles
Tragic notions on
the wet sand
Buoyant waves hark
A Promise, the
waves bring back
Sailor’s epistle in
a glass bottle,
An omen in the
ocean’s dark
***
Written Under 'The Nine Flavors'
Flavor: Wonder/Amazement (Adbhuta Rasa)
Your Entries are Welcomed
-Ashish
A lovely Haiku Ashish... You always create magic with words.
ReplyDeleteoh thank you so much :) Bushra
DeleteGood one, little sad though!
ReplyDeletethanks, Indrani ji
Deletethough sad, i ended it with hope and happiness :)
Deletedark fab one
ReplyDeletethanks, zooni
DeleteGood composition
ReplyDeletethanks, aparna
DeleteGood one :)
ReplyDeletethanks , sushmitha
DeletePartings are never happy; People wait for loved ones to come home..
ReplyDeleteLoved ones or happy news are welcome...
true, anita.
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