The thing about me,
is my life is a haiku;
with not enough words.
to tell my story,
the right words do not fit in;
I am restricted.
life held hopes so big,
though words would not come close;
descriptions fell weak.
perhaps I have learned,
one haiku is not enough;
life is more than one.
perhaps haikus are,
my own best analogy;
perhaps they are not?
Lol!
Lol!
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
they're not...
all Haikus are bad...
I love you
I Hate Haikus
I am emotionally torn right now
Much Love
Ashley
Well..your life may be a bad
Well..your life may be a bad haiku, but you, my dear, are a most beautiful sonnet. ;-)
..♡♥♡
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
And like you, my dear
A haiku says so much, by saying so little :)
Beauty befalls you
Transcendence of mind and soul
To stir beating hearts
"Music is a universal language and needs not be translated. With it, soul speaks to soul" - Songsterr
Love it.
Love it Ms. Smoothie. Hugs sis