doormat

the doormat
giving much needed comfort
to weary soles(souls)

attracting happiness

wishing and believing

putting a smile to my face

attracting happiness

Mother Earth

these days and nights

I can hear Mother Earth

warning me in whispers

virus

empty roads

abandoned markets

the virus lives on

way of life … a covid haiku

changing times

when death has become

a way of life

was it love…

was it love

then why did it go away

was it love

why it didn’t stay

what kind of love

hurts you

what kind of love

turns you black and blue

is it love

when your dreams shatter

no it’s not love

when there are no love notes

just occasional banter

hope

holding onto life

when all roads close

hope sustains all

childhood

they still abound

unscathed untouched

childhood memories

sakura

home bound

reminiscing about

the Sakura trees

unknown

I refuse I deny

to dwell in the fear

of the unknown