** My Haiku, written after Basho's Haiku **
From time to time
The clouds give rest
To the moon beholders (Basho)
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Moon beholders see
What true beauty is
And loneliness
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Dewdrop, let me cleanse
In your brief, sweet waters
These dark hands of life (Basho)
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These dark hands of my life
I cleansed in dewdrops from my eyes
To hold your rose face
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Seas are wild tonight,
Stretching over Sado Island,
Silent clouds of stars (Basho)
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Silent clouds of stars
Twinkling, raining, your memories
Over lonesome island, my heart
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Won’t you come and see
Loneliness?
Just one leaf on the kiri tree (Basho)
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Just one leaf on the kiri tree
And if you still can’t see loneliness
Come and see me
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** Strange Story **
Behind the door of heart
Wait is awake
Still restless for you
Love is awake
War-Drum-Beats might resonate
At some dark moment in night
Horse-tramping went to sleep
Rider is awake
Has anyone ever found
Outcomes, while awake?!
Carrying huge dream-bags
Someone vainly is awake
There is no claim of any
Relation between you and me
But, of very old stories
A promise is awake
In such a strange story
I’m written, in which,
Neither any character awakes
Nor creator is awake
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** Three Liners **
Memories, sadness, loneliness
Life, continuous, as if
Ignominy of a prostitute
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Whole body motionless
Thoughts so vagrant
Soul so restless
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Hair spread vaguely
Season monsoon
Eyes singing rain-songs
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Lonely evening
Everywhere
Silence screaming
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All roads closed
Life, as if
Faulty newspaper puzzle
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Home not safe
Where to go outside
Enemy whole city
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Like its taste
In its depth too
Every tear an ocean
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Spread in the airs
In the season of smiles
Fragrance of tears
And if you still can’t see loneliness
Come and see me
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These words still touch my heart as deeply as when I first read them. You are an artist, dear friend, with a gift for words that resonate in my soul.