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Back to the source

PC: google images

The mystical vast universe beholds certainty of enigmatic life and beyond. Unfolds the tale of cosmic supremacy woven together to manifest destiny. Aether for shelter, water for living, fire for power and air for being. Strength and harmony bestowed by land Humans on it, composed of grains of sand. Undoubtedly then, when the sparkle’s gone, He’s returned to the sand all alone.

PC: google images

In response to "Midweek Motif- A grain of sand", hosted by Sumana Roy.

In colours of your love

I am the canvas You are the artist Lend me your colours
I am the canvas unfilled and colourless awaiting your touch
You are the artist paint me in your feelings whet your mood
Lend me your colours of love, lust, leisure and grief make me one with you

In response to Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille at MLMM.  The original haiku was written for CDHK's Summer Retreat 2017 themed "unconditional love".

Unconditional love (10)

I am the canvas for you to spill paints of love lend me your colours

In response to CDHK Summer Retreat 2017

Unconditional love (9)

to the fading waves says the loyal waiting shore "come again soon"
In response to CDHK Summer Retreat 2017

I have li'l idea about usage of dialogues in haiku or making a conversational haiku. It sounded good to me, so linking it up.  I will be pleased to hear from you, my friends, if dialogue in haiku exists, and if not, does it sound good...

Inside outsider

Picture from MPR News on outsider art.

I am the inside outsider Indebted to - birth and life - - For the rent free costly survival here and life extension year after year. For the consistent untruly hopes from dears and false myths to keep away fears.
I am the inside outsider Blind, deaf and dumb– I see deceit others and I wear but life is the brightest lie, one can only - stare. Ocean of lies I say and hear but life is the widest lie, one can only - bear.
I am the inside outsider I am not of this land, water and air, Do not know -  I belong -  where? I found my temporary accommodation here, A life with some satisfaction, more scare, Dawning on me, my existence is - - but mere!

In response to "Outsider art" by Karin gustafson at Imaginary garden with real toads.

Unconditional love (8)

We are the jigsaw
puzzle - when glued together,
You complete me!

Unconditional love (7)

trailing a pattern
ink drop merges in water;
My love blends in your's!

Path of life

PC: Mi Young Lee

…and when the cassette began to rewind - I looked at what I earned and lost on my way. The reel showed a vibrant mosaic of colours; a patch of happy as well as bad times. No turns, no ups, nor downs but straight, I assessed the path of my emotional life. All the grouch seems useless now, time had been kind and always on my side. With every dark patch it offered a light zone, And all through with love and support of the own…

In response to Susie's "Bits of imagination" at IGWRT.

Unconditional love (6) - "lamp and fly"

In love for light, flies advance to ignited lamps, for a burning death

Unconditional love (5)

absence of judgement,
acceptance without demands,
boundless affection.

The long wait ...

To the one I have been waiting for,

Find my love - - still young and enamoured, read through this li’l note and give me your word. It’s been a score that you’ve managed alone, You’d live for them, but now they’re grown. They’ll choose their ways ‘n will be gone, solitude - - is what you will own – or maybe you’ll shuttle like a birdie over net, so why not hold my hands instead? -  let’s build our new nest!
Continuing the wait…

Linking this to the post card poem prompt at dVerse poets pub.

Unconditional love (4)- "Strength of love"

Strength to hide tears -
Intense, inviolable
Love - unconditional!

Unconditional love (3)- "Selfless Sun"

Radiance of love
bestowed upon earth, by sun
He earns no returns

Unconditional love (2) - Mother crow

She looked after eggs
that cuckoo laid in her nest;
Ah! Motherly love!

Unconditional love (1)- "Love over fear"

unconditional love in
a heart, pure and clear -
no room for fear

Rain of thoughts

Body drenching in the rain; mind in past thoughts, painted in moistened eyes

Finding light

MLMM Heeding haiku withChèvrefeuille (lighthouse)

Life was tired granting her all goodness and wishes. Tremors hit her land sweeping away all that was dear, leaving her all alone. Acceptance does not come easy to us. The strong hills stood behind her, no sooner, beneath her. The swaying winds brought to her a painful song of the dead, and a wishful invitation. She stepped to the edge, a stone rolled down, a li’l thud and a cry. Her distracted self, ignored the cry that slowly raised louder. The mother in her made a swift turn. Her search ended, grabbing him in her arms. An incentive she wouldn’t want to lose. Composed, though late and hard. Her new journey began.
roaring waves tower, finding path in the dark sails, a ship to lighthouse

I am new to writing haibun and have made maximum efforts in crafting this. I welcome criticism whole heartedly! help me learn and write more :)

Empress from dusk to dawn

She is -  today -   a still log- tethered to savour, eyelids treasure – those tears, from severed memories, of the penny gush ‘bout this lavish city. 
The girl she knew - insignificant, grovelling at feet; now measures her worth, with her visitor’s count. The night is sore somewhere here; beholds tears from rotten carcass - Early scavengers undressed and caressed, she now mourns her breathing death. Her reflection denies a dream the iris still holds; Past had it – a nightmare; her altered, ruined reverie, She refuses to close her eyes, but to hide dew from the last fun-filled ruthless night, where glossy lips seduced and the heart within cursed few.

For mindlovemisery menagerie's wordle#150 and poem sketch at IGWRT:
Words used (penny gush, lavish, girl, iris, mutable (here, altered), grovel, insignificant, count, reflection)