Our neighbourhood writer's block

Monday, July 24, 2006

*Haiku*

Rain
The world comes alive

as the rains kiss the earth ....
...............just a trail on my pane
***

Night

In the gentleness of night
She smiles ....
A dream
Of the world she can't see
***

Life is ...

To kill, to die
and be born again
in the syllable of her smile

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