my first attempt at Haiku, suk'd. 5-7-5 is the standard form(accepted one, ne way) but, hey, i liked it :D it's the thought, not the form, eh??
This poem is about a boy who is deaf since birth. He doesn't know how is life for other people. He doesn't understand what is the importance of music in life. I composed this poem on 5th March, 2001; the topic striked my mind years ago.
