Heartbreak Redemption
Her pervious mind borrowed the cheerful child spirit into the age of balanced assertive thinking. Driven by her kinaesthetic sense she tried it all, got hurt often badly and learned her lessons very well. She made the rough journey from “carpe diem” to “memento mori”, deprecating her own ego and boosting her heart. Mitigating the material side of the existance she found greatest joy in the petty things full of life that surrounded her and her passionate heart got freed in time from many kinds of emotional skins revealing the core of a big romantic whose eyes closed for many things that make other women happy. For her winks coming from men, being touched accidentally or random compliments meant nothing, there was something above all these things that made her recognize love. Only one beautiful mind and one true loving heart could have been her love. She was completely resolute in her decision of never accepting half measures. She knew what she wanted and she did not allow anyone to waste her time.
And the day came when her fiery soul recognized that unique spark in his eyes. Completely silent in front of this epiphany of her life she felt that she found her one drop of peace in the deep blue ocean of torment: the enfant terrible found redemption.
¬ As I sink in the
beauty in your deep true eyes
my heart smiles and sings. ¬
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220 words, memyselfandela, 2013 , Ligo Haibun Challenge
Sweetness Haiku
As I kiss your lips
I get lost in your sweetness
I can’t get enough
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memyselfandela, 2013
Kismet
the love in your eyes
shines like the sun for my heart
you are my kismet
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memyselfandela, 2013
Good Night Haiku
heavy eyelid drops
over the world and my soul
dreams on the skyline
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memyselfandela, 2013
Last Of The Wilds
Last of the wilds.
Yes, that’s what I was born to be. I can lay in this snow and hold my breath listening to the silence , the meaningful silence of this deep wise breathing forest.
I can hear every creature breath around. The shy steps of deer, the hop of the rabbit, ths sneaking of the fox…
I remember how I’ve seen my father hunting a deer for the first time… How I cried watching the deer, how daddy cooked that night… And how I was eating… eating and crying…
Look at those clouds, and the light breaking through the branches… So much beauty… Such a fantastic light…
I can hear the voices of birds calling each other , sending signals in the sky, screaming my presence when I move. How can I possibly forget all that I learned in my childhood playing in here? I remember the sounds, the trees as they were 40 years ago, the paths that got lost and that nobody but me remembers… For the old men that knew this forest better than me are all gone, I am the last now… The last of the wilds…
living in the wild
the human heart finds things that
the eye cannot see.
hear nature breathing
for it’s your heart that makes you
the last of the wilds.
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220 words, memyselfandela, 2013, Līgo Haībun Challenge
Sweet Dreams Haiku
day closes her eyes
passionately embracing
her lover in dreams.
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memyselfandela, 2013
Full Snow Moon
Full snow moon reigning
In a castle of cold stars
Looking down on us.
Full soul solitude
Of heart that hears no word and
Has no hand to hold.
Full quiet of world
In this majestic moment
Of absolute pain.
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memyselfandela, 2013
