Sometimes thoughts are not
Where you want them to be, but
Bee bop yabba doo!
Today is crazy!
So much work, I feel hazy.
Can't I be lazy?
Wound up like a spring,
I try to do everything...
Now I've lost my zing.
Can't go back to bed—
Too much pounding in my head.
But hey, I'm not dead.
*gulps water*
All that matters is
That you are alive and well!
Then again who can tell?
If we are really
Alive or just think we are
Alive though we aren't
Perhaps I compose
Haiku from beyond the grave...
Nah, that's just silly!
...or is it?
We're probably all,
Beyond some grave, are we not?
When the world is round
I think gravely but,
Why so serious! Life is
Meant to be enjoyed.
Filled with confusion
A hurricane in her mind
Maybe memories
*sips coke in hopes migraine goes away*
| It is possible to commit no mistakes and still lose|||Love belongs to Desire, and Desire is always cruel.||||
The torment in all,
It rises and falls, and tries
To break walls down but
Fight it with swords! And
Violence and gore and you'll see...
Peace is all we need
*sipping some Moroccan mint*
Standstill standing but
New waves are coming so I
Guess surf's up again
Lemon poppy seed
Blueberry banana nut
Apple cinnamon
Filled with chocolate
Or maybe a coffee cake
Muffins I would make
*sips sadly as she thinks of muffins*
| It is possible to commit no mistakes and still lose|||Love belongs to Desire, and Desire is always cruel.||||
At 3/6/19 06:05 PM, GoldenHeartedJerk wrote:this fucking sucks because I don't know how syllable counting works
Check this out good dude!
It's not so difficult once
You get used to it
At 3/6/19 06:05 PM, GoldenHeartedJerk wrote:same response
Or wait, this one is
Better than that last one, I
Use it sometimes too
Sun still lacks focus,
winter's grip brings arthritis.
Fickle skies tease warmth.
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
The Sound of Silence;
All Ten Thousand Fists will be
Down With the Sickness.
Indestructible
In the Land of Confusion,
The Vengeful One comes.
Are You Ready? Your
Perfect Insanity has
Been Immortalized.
Hell, The Best Ones Lie.
Hold On to Memories when
Lost Inside the Fire.
Disturbed concert tonight. Fuck yeah.
There will be no peace
While the Orange One resides
In the house of white.
Justice perverted,
All hail the god of money
Buying your damned soul.
Dig a hole deeper,
And then tell the sycophants
You made it greater.
I wake up each day,
Hoping that the Twilight Zone
Has set us all free.
Enter Rod Serling:
"You can check out any time,
But you never leave."
Taking forever
The longest, difficult wait
Begging to be gone
*3 exhausted sips*
| It is possible to commit no mistakes and still lose|||Love belongs to Desire, and Desire is always cruel.||||
Tired from the trip,
But happy that I've tread the
Sands of Malaga
At 3/9/19 03:16 PM, Cyberdevil wrote:Tired from the trip,
But happy that I've tread the
Sands of Malaga
Warmth of Malaga
Would be a welcome reprieve
From this great white hell.
Snow and ice, shredding
Winds, and frozen tornadoes...
I'm so over this!
Punxsutawney Phil
May have predicted early
Spring, but rodents lie.
Besides, who puts stock
In some stupid ground rat who's
Scared of his shadow?
*sip*
Snow returned here too,
Back to bleak and disturbing,
Views gray and sleet rid.
Withering grass, cold,
No colorful catwalks or
Shell riddled beaches.
People in the mood,
Of the landscapes they live by,
I'd rather fly high.
On some other plane.
Far away from rainy days.
Hail great: vacation.
Warmth and joy in bed
But a haiku I must write
Out of bed for tea
*sip*
I am joining the haiku train. Hopefully I will get better at it!
Warmth and joy is what
The daily haiku brings you!
Everyday hikes, too.
Join us for tea and
Stay for haiku! Or is it
The other way 'round?
Sadly, digital
Tea tastes like an electric
Current. Brew your own.
Or drink whatever
You have on hand! It's all good.
Just don't forget to...
*sip*
At 3/7/19 05:04 AM, Cyberdevil wrote:Or wait, this one is
Better than that last one, I
Use it sometimes too
i too, never got
how syllable counting worked
thank you cyberdev'l
tho now..,when writing,
haiku feels like broken Eng'
is it just me or .....
Lost in translation!
Since haiku is Japanese,
English can seem odd.
They can say more in
The Land of the Rising Sun
With less syllables.
The word "less" should technically be "fewer," but hey...haiku. What'cha gonna do?
At 3/14/19 09:19 AM, Akuaitance wrote:tho now..,when writing,
haiku feels like broken Eng'
is it just me or .....
I think it depends
On how you use it, how you
Break different lines
The pauses become
Moments of reflection, when
Used a certain way
It's an art form by
Pace and formulation, not
Just the words themselves
But yeah it's probably a bit different with the language it was made for.
Aching consuming
Shaking uncontrollably
Burning to the touch
*sips water*
I've had the flu
| It is possible to commit no mistakes and still lose|||Love belongs to Desire, and Desire is always cruel.||||
At 3/27/19 10:09 PM, SevenSeize wrote:*sips water*
Better sip a lot
Of that stuff and then some tea
As well! Get well. YELL.
I've had the flu
A motivational one. Hope ya get better.
A healthy body
Contributes to a clear mind.
The fog is lifting.
A sudden burst of
Creative inspiration
In the aftermath.
I've been crazy sick lately, too... Wat up wit dat? Feel better, y'all.
tides of suffering
flow of tears carrying me
sound waves of crying
wip
At 4/14/19 05:45 AM, Akuaitance wrote:tides of suffering
flow of tears carrying me
sound waves of crying
in deep salt water
rush of overwhelming feels
inside drowning, gasps!
