Where silence speaks,words intrigue infinity and thoughts travel light years to invade the mind cells wherein simmers a volcano of ideas and images juggling to burst forth into an intricate filigree of patterns and designs, complex in its simplicity and bizarre in its mundane echoes.
Thursday, 3 December 2015
Dusk (Haiku)
day's end
my mother's vermilion
on the sky
Foot Note : This Haiku was first posted in Your Space of Muse India ejournal
LOVELY...beyond words!
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DeleteBeautiful ..vivid !
ReplyDeleteThanks Kokila
DeleteWhat a thought! My mother's vermilion! Love the short pangs of haiku, which makes one introspect on the deeper tones!
ReplyDeleteVery beautiful, Geetashree!
Exactly..that's what haiku are all about Rakesh!!
DeleteBeautiful line.....
ReplyDeleteThanks to you
DeleteA delightful piece, well done.
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DeleteLovely comparison of the colour of twilight sky with the colour of vermilion.
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ReplyDeletesky like mother's vermilion..powerful image :)
ReplyDeleteThanks dear!!
DeleteSo beautiful; love it.
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