For haiku heights @ http://haiku-heights.blogspot.com the theme this week is “solitude”
fragrance
fragrance of your soul
envelop your world, being
once in a while
Sharmishtha basu
22.05.11
For haiku heights @ http://haiku-heights.blogspot.com the theme this week is “heal”
balm
love is that sweet balm,
magic potion sent below
to just cure, heal.
Sharmishtha basu
16.05.11
For haiku heights @ http://haiku-heights.blogspot.com the theme this week is “poison”
poison
greed ruined the world,
everything became poison,
you gulped it down!
Sharmishtha basu
8.05.11
For haiku heights @ http://haiku-heights.blogspot.com the theme this week is “innocence”
blissful
a heart full of love,
a soul that knows what trust is,
blissful innocence.
Sharmishtha basu
2.05.11
born again
Burns in the hell’s blaze
Loses everything, regains,
A true star is born.
Sharmishtha basu
25.4.11
resonance
ever resonant,
omnipresent resonance
resonantly spread.
I hear your song,
every thing I hear holds
your song’s resonance.
your song rings in rain,
thunders spread its resonance,
it hums in the drops.
swish of falling snow,
wind waltzing on tree branches,
your flute’s resonance.
you sing, I hear
my world fills up, overflows,
resonance hums on.
You got me right, I played with the theme. All the stanzas are haikus, I hope they make individual sense too.
nigh
soft is the sigh,
sounding in the spring breeze,
summer is nigh.
puppets
strings attached to fate,
we dance as per her orders,
colourful puppets.
seeing only dolls,
gaily dancing on stage,
strings never visible.
his unseen fingers,
controls every move deftly,
puppets get the claps.
they dance in joy,
unaware of her hold,
thinking they are free.
These are four separate haikus thinking of “puppets”.
hush!
hush my darling!
close your eyes, let dreams play,
till sun says high.
Sharmishtha basu
29.3.11
command
his deft fingers talk,
strings release melody brook,
music becomes slave
Sharmishtha basu
22.3.11
wings
a pair of wings
strong enough to explore the world
is all I ask.
Sharmishtha basu
14.3.11
simmering
white, placid sheet
simmering in sunshine
hiding spring within
Sharmishtha basu
6.3.11
mirage
it looked so soothing,
calm, cool, serene, refreshing
vanished as mirage.
Sharmishtha basu
28.2.11
impressions
we are just the same
see that impression on wall,
mine is bit small
Sharmishtha basu
10.2.11
spy hole
warm invitation
a night wrapped in passion
watching camera
Sharmishtha basu
2.2.11
splendour
dazzling gold torrent
exploding from a volcano
a killer splendour
Sharmishtha basu
31.1.11
sin
tabooed love, lovely eyes
temptation too strong to shun
heart sways towards sin
Sharmishtha basu
23.1.11
insomnia
watching stars sparkling
see them close their lil eyes
insomniac me
Sharmishtha basu
13.1.11
celestial
a heart full of love
love filled eyes, words and gaze
so celestial.
Sharmishtha basu
8.1.11
simply fabulous, you are really very talented, its an amazing poetry. your emotions are as pure as nature. i have simply no words to write the way i wanna appretiate. i read in your blog that you paint also but could not get the link.
i’ll try to find it some other day. the curiosity will not let me wait for long.
all the pictures (almost everyone) that i use with my poems are painted by me, they are repaintings mostly, i paint using microsoft paintbrush not the real one
thats really nice, i was thinking that these are being copied. the medium is not important but the art. i have tried in paint shop, choosing colors is not so easy, your chouce is very natural.
and thanks for inspiring me.
that is the big thing, if you repaint a picture someone else has already chosen the colour. when i tried my hands on real paintbrush i used to massacre the pictures while painting, in computer i can experiment hundreds of colours before zeroing on one. you can try that – keep trying colours till one makes you feel “this is the one”. Even after that you can keep a dozen copies of same picture in contrasting colours.
ya sure. i think we both can learn a lot form each other.
Thats very sweet of you, I think you are an amazing artist, I dont count myself as an artist at all. I just love to paint thats all.
thats really being humble
i am just being absolutely honest.