Haiku قصص

Haikus about coming to terms with living in a fucked up world, trying to find hope, reflecting on the past and sometimes lingering in the darkness.

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

not the most perfect art piece of writing but i can guaranteed that every thoughts and feelings are being poured out.

I feel everything more than I admit.

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

People stayed far from you, the rare one yet my hand brushed you, and I witnessed the fragile bliss they never saw.

I will stand beside you as the evidence that you were never imagined, you were always inevitable.

A stolen show. A secret vow. A fortress that fell in a single night. It started with a meeting of eyes and a "beautiful bite." It ended with a "blissful curse." Written by a student who solved every problem in the textbook, but couldn't solve her.

Through snow I move, but with you the world becomes an ocean to surf together.

I'd weather every storm just to guard you.

I watch the sands vanish, blinking away my own existence.

I have folded my wings so you may fly.

I hoped for your return, your warmth, your embrace, your soft whispers, and I have been waiting in silence for you.

The city of thorns glowed with electric sorrow.

I offered my hand to you so we could dance the night so gracefully, and the moon pretended she didn't notice how we looked at each other.

Sunset comes and goes but I remain next to you.

Scary haikus with some based on horror films, liminal space/backrooms, as well as nightmares/night terrors I had as a kid. I stick to the strict 5-7-5 syllable structure as I feel it's more fun and challenging for me. Also, when finished, I would love to make these into a book with illustrations. :)

I wandered among the resting and found beauty where sorrow grows.

When the mist subsided, your eyes found me again.

In 2026 I challenged myself to write a haiku every day, in the morning. This is an archive of all of them, updated daily with a new poem. I am definitely not a poet, so apologies if they are amateurish. Thank you for reading!