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Violet 2h
the night sky shines bright,
cherry blossoms sway slowly.
The wind blows its tune
my first and real poem. dont ask
shining moon
before a spring sunset
silver lace
As I walked the dog  looked up and noticed the moon shining in the light blue evening sky.
Decembre 22h
This too will once pass
These silver tears of sorrow
I shall call it ‘end’.
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Old framed picture wall
Dust on long forgotten shelves
I shall call it ‘time’.
Written for a 2-word haiku prompt
obsessive or pure
deadly or wholesome feeling
suffer or embrace
teo 23h
Hidden from our view
Scattered through the forest,
Lanterns watch over the path.
teo 23h
Human's only Mecca
Isolated in the dark,
Awaits to be found.
The monk deceives all
Fools worship his call
The wise see it all.

:ahmed ali

#haiku
#monk
There are many small  people occupying big chairs and deceiving the masses.  And many use religion to fool the innocents. My monk describes the traits of such false one.
Bluebells softly sway,
Whispers of spring in the breeze,
Nature's quiet song.
Bluebells are in flower here and they are beautiful
Easy was, easy
were—right? Thought you might buck at
lovely approach, kid; —
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