Evening time
well-lit balcony
how long must I watch the sea?
The breeze hums
a musical tune
with the rhyming of the waves.
Many lights shine
but she's so busy
for "money, money, money".
Moon ascends
for a short short while
and then it is only me.
With the dark
and forgotten songs -
WHO CAN MEND MY BROKEN HEART?
Muhammad Naveed Ahmed (Muhammad7 - my ID at www.haikuhut.net)
1) RESPONSE BY 'POETICPIERS'
A love that's new
provides the glue
to mend a heart
that's torn apart.
2) RESPONSE BY Muhammad7 (Muhammad Naveed Ahmed)
Words good and sentiments true,
O poeticpiers my thanks to you;
But where is, tell me, sincerety?
True love, unswerving loyalty?
Oh how I long to be loved wholly,
But it is just my heart's folly,
To expect this from a selfish world,
Where all that means more is money.