RAIN AND MOON : TWO HAIKU POEMS

 

1.

In soft rain

A frog croaking its amorous call 

The air smells of love. 

2.

The full moon-

Lamentation of

Lover's longings. 

(C). - MRITYUNJAY JHA 

THREE HAIKU POEMS

 1.

Flowers-

fragile beauty 

Lover's delight. 

2.

Late November afternoon 

The sky wears

a sad look. 

3.

Last rain

in the summer 

Lover's goodbye kiss. 

(C). - MRITYUNJAY JHA 

BEAUTY IN A WAR

 

Tanks roll on without hesitation 

Shelling goes unabated 

Air becoming thick with human blood 

Flowers are groaning 

Birds dashing to the other side

of the border

Fruits are rotten in orchards

Bridges breaking suddenly

Communication is the casualty

Children taking joyride in their toys 

completely unaware of the sirens blaring out imminent destruction 

War is immortal. 

There are other ways to protest a war 

than mass rallies in Berlin. 

A band playing Mozart 

in a dilapidated church. 

An anonymous artist making murals in the rubbles of what was once a thriving city. 

How naive it is to create beauty out of destruction !

Each piece of ruins is a helpless testimony to our collective failures. 

(C). - MRITYUNJAY JHA 

TWO HAIKU POEMS

 1.

 Rocks-

 dry bones 

 of Civilization. 

2.

 Snow falling steadily 

 Leaves bathed in whiteness 

 Warm memories of love. 

(C). - MRITYUNJAY JHA 

TWO HAIKU POEMS

 1.

Tulips bloom in 

the cruellest month of April 

Memory of lost love. 

2.

Every bud wrenching 

to become flower soon

Lovers waiting for the Spring.

(C). - MRITYUNJAY JHA 

TWO HAIKU POEMS

 1.

Stormy weather 

Birds dashing to their nests 

A child adjusting his kite. 

2.

An artist drawing an image 

entangled lines and twisted shapes 

Spring brings symmetry. 

(C). - MRITYUNJAY JHA 

LIGHT AND DARK (MICROPOEM)

 Each day begins with morning 

and ends in night 

the air smells of weariness 

light and dark live 

in perpetual confusion. 

(C). - MRITYUNJAY JHA 

THREE HAIKU POEMS

 1.

White marble dome 

awash in cool moonlight 

Lovers in fire of passion. 

2.

Rain is over 

Paperboats sailing in village ponds

Eyes can't capture all beauties. 

3.

Cherry blossoms in countryside

Raindrops on the sidewalks 

Love tastes like autumn air. 

(C). - MRITYUNJAY JHA