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When the poetry tops
The junk drops
Got my own spring,
Got my own reason to bloom.
People who said, waiting won't worth,
let me say it once again for them
I got my own reason to live
and own reason to die.
But still I will fail to say,
which is more important
waiting or trust?
Cause I lived some moments of nothingness too.
Cause we keep discovering what is spring to us, and it's about that moment when you got your own spring.. Here is my experience..
  Mar 2018 Srijani Sarkar
Cana
It was hot before
Then spring came flaring with heat
I need to go swim
This, my first Haiku.
Add to it, should you wish to
Start a Haiku game
  Mar 2018 Srijani Sarkar
Gale L Mccoy
The wind today is a lonely one
It calls for spring like a long lost love
yet clings to winter’s solitude.
I have run through snow
and heat before the cherry
blossoms have fallen
a haiku for the heat wave
  Mar 2018 Srijani Sarkar
Donna
Sweet little snowdrops
Time for you to go back home
Spring is waking up
  Mar 2018 Srijani Sarkar
Word Hobo
Haiku

wooing rain
trembling young spring fern
wetting dance


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