dawn… haiku

his words are poetry

as we chat into the night

the dawn awakens

unfulfilled dreams

a drifter on the street

holding a begging bowl

of unfulfilled dreams

 

silver lining

always waiting

for the clouds to clear

silver lining

family

alone in the house

all I can think of is

my family

life after death

we die night after night

but get up to a beautiful day

life after death

fear

the thoughts of our past

the fear of tomorrow makes us

suffer in the present

Old love

late in the night

remembering old love

memories haunt

Pseudonym

pseudonym?

but I prefer to use

my real name

dust bunnies… haiku

alone in the house

giving me company

dust bunnies

the soul….

 

old age brings on one fear

the phobia of separation not death

thank god the soul lives on