Haikus
Alone at keyboard, / I think of nights where you stayed. / I write of our dead dreams?
Author: Hario
Photo: 813
Cage around the pool. / To keep out insects and leaves. / To keep out real life.
Author: Hario
Photo: 683
To read Shakespeare’s thoughts, / Is to understand yourself. / To give your thoughts words.
Author: Hario
Photo: 736
You can’t let yourself— / Dwell within stagnant water. / You must leave the pond.
Author: Hario
Photo: 588
I touched my nightmares. / I thought myself safe awake— / I took them with me.
Author: Hario
Photo: 781
To cook is to waste time, / As such, I am unwilling; / But for you: I will.
Author: Hario
Photo: 942
The heat here is nice. / Yet, this heat can still burn skin. / Truth: heat is still heat.
Author: Hario
Photo: 1085
You looked beautiful. / I glanced and saw our future. / It was false but nice.
Author: Hario
Photo: 954
Day by day, I write. / I sit with nothing, yet still / I rise with a page filled.
Author: Hario
Photo: 1070
The clock ticks away, / Yet I am still in bed. / Tick, tock, tick, tock, tick...
Author: Hario
Photo: 584
You build brick by brick, / Day by day, until you look / Back and see your path.
Author: Hario
Photo: 391
Humbled by their words, / I sit in awe of their craft, / Hoping to catch up.
Author: Hario
Photo: 362
The dog basks in heat. / Unaware of what may be. / Gaze on his sound sleep.
Author: Hario
Silver locks of age, / Mark the passing yesterdays. / Toward the ending page.
Author: Hario
Photo: 500
Eleven years pass / And still I see the boy in glass. / How the years amass...
Author: Hario
Photo: 1043
To sit and bleed here, / Laying out my naked thoughts, / Hoping I was seen.
Author: Hario
Photo: 923