Mind is on the anvil,
Waiting for the strikes,
Remembering the last devil,
While the priest reads my rites,
Some things are made to be broken,
Life is but a token,
You can't buy over the counter,
And you know you can't count on her,
Mind on the anvil,
Waiting for the last strike,
Remembering my devil,
Before turning to the dust we bite.
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Somewhere Life Is A Figment of Imagination
5 comments:
You write really very well... Whats Haiku?
@Poo Ashok
Did a bit of research for you :)
To quote from a website:
"Haiku is a poetic form and a type of poetry from the Japanese culture. Haiku combines form, content, and language in a meaningful, yet compact form.
The most common form for Haiku is three short lines. The first line usually contains five (5) syllables, the second line seven (7) syllables, and the third line contains five (5) syllables. Haiku doesn't rhyme. A Haiku must "paint" a mental image in the reader's mind. This is the challenge of Haiku - to put the poem's meaning and imagery in the reader's mind in ONLY 17 syllables over just three (3) lines of poetry!"
Interesting again... hmmm...
oops spooky!
fatally flawed,
how did you find your way to my blog at LJ? interesting comments those. thank you for appreciating my poetry. i return the compliment. ciao. shalu
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