Haiku Stories

Haikus about coming to terms with living in a fucked up world.

Between temple bells and train whistles, between the scent of rain and the sound of bangles, between the rivers and the mango orchards - a woman remembers who she is. Saffron Threads is a collection of twenty haikus tracing her journey from silence to selfhood - weaving together Bihar's soil, Hindu faith, and the eternal fire of womanhood. Each verse remembers a prayer. Each breath, a rebellion.

A story of a special place Where I used to live

Poetry Collection // Upon the Stars We See is a deeply personal and politically charged chapbook that weaves together haiku, prose poems, and spoken word to explore the intersections of Indigenous identity, environmental grief, and the quiet violence of modern existence. Through minimalism and lyrical force, it constructs a celestial mirror-reflecting not only the realities of colonization and capitalism, but also the resilience, memory, and inherited strength of those who live through them.

Poems about desire, struggle and capturing beauty in the moment. From sweet and playful to heavy-hearted and vulnerable, Entry is a search for identity and authenticity. Read Naar Binnen for the original poems in Dutch.

My personal haiku poems and poets where weirdness and darkness occur

I fell for the warmth that knew it wouldn't last.

random poetry (collection 1) ⚘ a collection of many poems, birthed from the affair between mystery and misery.

Vuoi un assaggio dall'Ambrosia? Vieni qui affianco a noi... Poesie per tutti i tipi di persone immaginabili. E forse anche quelli inimmaginabili. -- Copertina creata da me. Immagine usata in copertina: Circe offre la coppa a Ulisse, John William Waterhouse, 1891.

These are the poems I have written, it will be a constantly updated thing as I am not planning on stopping to write poems. They all differ, and are just small pieces you can read through while waiting for my updates on my book(s)!

Compilation of prose, poetries and thoughts.

I feel the way your metaphors glow but the label that held you is gone.

Poems about everyday life, emotions, random things we all hate, and more! If you have a different take/opinion on any of them, drop a comment or message me on my profile, and I'd be glad to chat. P.S - This is the second book on my profile. Try checking The Apple, the Traitor and the Hospital if you'd like!

As it says on the tin, this is a collection of haiku. Although haiku are usually about nature, I tend to stray of that topic, so they can get a little fantastical and weird sometimes. Enjoy!

This is the collection of poems I have created. For many years, I have been fascinated by the countless aspects of our existence--nature, love, and so much more. Inspired by the world around me, I decided to express myself through poetry. Although I write novels, I find that crafting poems also creative and enjoyable. I hope that my poems can inspire fellow writers, dreamers, and readers alike. Let me awaken the sleeping wonders deep within you.

The city of thorns glowed with electric sorrow.

I feel everything more than I admit.

ScaraMona Modern University AU Summary: Mona receives a piece of paper with a haiku on it. Even if it doesn't say who it is from, it's obvious from the handwriting. She asks the person who she thinks is the owner of said handwriting, then he said that he only wrote it but those meaningful words written on the paper doesn't come from him.

[Highest rating :- #50] "His sweet succulent scent was so deeply sunken in my skin, Like the ink of poems absorbed by the pale paper. " ................................................... A collection of Random self-written poems, Both short and long. Key words. Journey of Love, Ink , betrayal , heartbreak, pain,Hope, life. Go through the pages of a wandering gypsy soul. :) Cover photo : pinterest. .....................................................

This book are contains of expressing the feelings on someone. Love is a wonderful feeling for every person. It's giving a happiness in our heart. ♥ •••• Highest Rank #3 - Counting (8/3) #12 - spoken (8/11)