Endless Joy - Original Haiku
The holes in his shirt
were not room enough.... to let out
his endless joy.
To their joy that stays endless joy that stands in the midst of want.
The smiles in the suffering, the laughter in want.
To the children whose joy, sorrow has failed to break.
The holes in their clothes letting in more joy.
A Haiku is a short Japanese Poem consisting of 3 lines.
Traditionally, Japanese haikus consist of 17 syllables, in three phrases of five, seven and five syllables respectively. Among contemporary poems teikei (fixed form) haiku continue to use the 5-7-5 pattern while jiyuritsu (free form) haiku do not.
This is a Jiyuritsu Haiku.
All images used for this post are sourced from Pixabay
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Really, it is never what we have but what we are inside makes us feel happy. Even the richest of person can not stay happy with all the wealth. In fact, most of the rich youth want happiness which they like over wealth.
I know a Turkish drama series which is a beautiful example of this. Cansu in that series is like that. The series name is Yuksuk societe(high society)
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Extraordinary. The photos alone mean much less words.
My race is human race and my religion is love. Your poem evoked emotions in me as planet is my home.
All of humans, despite of labels that are being pushed to our minds, are my brothers and sisters.
Namaste.