36 haiku on suicide and the disappearing pond.
the wheels rotating
then going out of control
stampeding the rest.
stampeding the rest,
over the rest of the world.
too late to stop now.
to late to stop now,
this is how it’s always been.
no one changes things.
no one changes things
because either no one cares
or has enough time.
or has enough time,
so that all that is known is
never really known.
never really known,
everyone’s a shadow
quickly passing by.
quickly passing by
no one is meant to stay long
cherishing people.
cherishing people
offers temporary hope and
and optimism.
and optimism
matters little when cup is
completely empty.
02.03-12.20.04.
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“Everyone’s a shadow.” I love that. Great imagery.
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Thanks. Glad you liked.
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Like I said, you have a gift. 🙂
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You are too kind.
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Hahaha … not at all. Just honest. 🙂
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I like everything about this haiku, the format, the chained pattern and the message. Nice job and nice blog 🙂
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Thank you for taking the time to leave a comment and for having checked out the whole piece. I truly appreciate the positive remarks.
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You’re welcome, anytime
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These are really powerful and ring true to me but, not only from my own experiences. Someone I knew recently committed suicide and it was pretty devastating to the community. I think these poems bring light into the pain that some people can’t express.
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