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pistachio Jan 9
My thoughts are the paint
Unlit sky as canvass
Sombre masterpiece.
Another haiku :D
pistachio Jan 6
The stars gleam in different pace
But they still are like an orchestra harmonious
But why do are hearts even in discordant race
Can never be a symphony euphonious?
Stars and hearts both glimmer in different pace. The only difference is, stars can still be a symphony melodious while hearts can't.
(A very simple poem.)
pistachio Jan 5
I fell foolishly
Onto flower-decked abyss
Bewitched by beauty
Another haiku :D
pistachio Jan 3
Cerise fire blazing
Lethal yet so enchanting
Uncontrolled feelings
A haiku. :)
pistachio Dec 2018
I want to be as pellucid as waterfalls
As limpid as clear glass
Transparent as windows between the walls
Translucent as a frosted glass
A case puzzling consulted to Sherlock Holmes
A noticed must-read tome
An idiom comprehended
A metaphor which meanings unravelled
But I'm a wall, thick and opaque
Not translucid and clear as a lake
So I guess no one will ever see through me
My thoughts
My being
My depression.
For the times when we need people to see through us during our fuliginous hours.
pistachio Dec 2018
By the river bank, the daffodil sways
With the soft brush of astray wind travelling
But not a petal of her defrays
She remained charming and ever alluring
Then I saw you wanted the flower there lies
But I’m a stem, a nil to those eyes

At night, you glance at the sombre canopy
Your eyes wander hopefully and eagerly
Then I saw a glimmer and blithe on your face
When you found the star- the only one you chase
So, you combed the crowd of gas and dust
Yet you couldn’t see the moon to you that always watch.
What can I do? I am no match to a flower and star?
pistachio Dec 2018
Once, a child aged four asked her mother,
"What are those lights over the yonder?"
Then she held him tight, before giving an answer
"Those are fireflies and they'll soon cross our border"
The child's heart was filled with delight
Ever innocent of the impending plight
"Will they be here before we go to sleep?"
He asked and the mother tried not to weep
For she knew that that *******
Will sent them to an eternal slumber.
What kind of fireflies can give people too much woe and fear? What kind of fireflies can send people to an eternal rest? They are war bombs.
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