Haiku Poems About Imagination | Imagination Haiku Poems

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Poem Details | by Madhavi Sarjare pagare |
Categories: age, angel, birth, body,

RApE An heinous Crime

Blessed me as a Girl, why god?why me?
Its me or my weak soul?
Somebody can be so cruel, I didn't understand the semantics of life?
I couldn't resist strength to collide with them.
Was Woefully screaming but nobody could hear me!
Beyond imagination  I went through the obscured mystery,
Don't know why I faced and made a worst history.
Demolished my dreams and gambled my life,
I didn't elude with them in a baffling way with knife.

Escaping from them I darted into dock yard,
Merciless act of them traumatized me into ward.
Presbyopicaly they captured though was far away,
Vulgarismically commented, bestrided pain on my heart walking on my way.
Fuddling up all night with narco drinks, stenching badly.
Ridiculously unwrapped me, laughing at my situation, abusing me madly.

Raped me horribly turn by turn,
Fearlessly dared to touch my soul, don't know what did they earn?
Mentally harassed me, Physically damaged my body.
Fragmentized my mortality into pieces,
My body aching painfully.
Shattering stargazes, They spoiled my life!
If l would have survived, nobody would have married me,
Molested persona, nobody would have accepted me.
Characterized by obscenity, choked my aims.
****ing porcine's, You Wasted my life, fumbled my soul!

I was someone's daughter, someone's sister,
Implemented life's worst atrociously brutal twister.
Stealed my eyes interacting with my parents even,
Felt ashamed, I could not fulfill their wish.
Asswholer's, You forced me to suspend my life!

Without privileges, How you act like a devil?
Aggravating Crime indulged into your bloody job.
Tainted my image, left tears in my eyes,
Everybody afflicted with the last breathe of mine, waited for new rise.
With broken heart, fear petrified in me.
Intense mourning plagued entire nation.
Signs presaged bad news towards society, resulting into tension.
Lousy creatures, your Scuzzy brain should be smashed!

What did You culprits got out of it?
You drastically twirled my nerves.
You stated me as flaming hot,But  I wasn't a fire.
You crisped my breathe,Unlawfully ruined the virginity.
I curse you all those who still thinks that we are just your toys to play.
Don't think that you had any right to hold our strings of life.

Ocean of dreams with bursting tears.
I ditched to withstand with devils and daemons.
But now, Stop spreading the Epidemic disease from the root.
For the sake of humanity, Save & sanctify my beautiful sisters.
Jolt down in unity, before the matter cease
& den only I will be resting in peace.


Poem Details | by Brian Johnston |
Categories: nature, planet, perspective,

Haiku: Physics: Colored Perceptions

blue planet water
blue sky just scattered sunbeams
dusk's red, unbent light


Brian Johnston
July 28,2014

Poet's Notes: 
Isn't it great? Three wonders of nature explained in 17 wordsIt is so much fun 
sharing my love of Physics with othersLay people in general have no idea the 
treasure they are missingOf course Religious Literalists are the most deprived
They literally live in the stone age (and the rock is all between their ears!)

Physics is not a replacement for God in my mind, but rather, like a beautiful 
sunset, another way of viewing Him, of experiencing His love for usPhysics is 
just a different perspective of the same mountain as it were

God is mysterious (but he is also accessible) He is a humanist (loving us as 
He loves His own son) , a mathematician (the underpinnings of Physics) , a 
musician (think of the joy we experience in all harmonies, even discordant 
ones) , an artist (the waiting beauty of galaxies far exceeding the imagination 
of man) , a humorist (who besides me doesn't think that it is extremely funny 
that the Jews, as His chosen people, behaved no differently really than non-
Jews - God granting special favours clearly does not make us better people
'Just do this for me God and I will never stray! ' Really just hilarious!) , and on 
and on

Really, as usual, Einstein had a very interesting perspective that I think we 
should all embrace, 'Reality is an illusion! ' And so it is folks! The only posture 
appropriate in the presence of God is one of extreme humility (and gratitude) 
Let me quote one of my own echo poems here, Echo: Alone Too..

Alone….with the lost! Are prayers ever answered? 
Alone….my heart overwhelmedCould that be a prayer? 
I look at the rainbow as summer squall passes 
And find that I'm grateful that I am a player

Aren't all of life's problems, in the grand scheme of things (if we are honest) 
really little more than a 'summer squall? '


Poem Details | by jun-jun villanueva |
Categories: fantasy, nature, nostalgia, places,

' IN JUST A GLIMPSE '

" I open the door and cross the threshold of imagination " In the midst of woods A cryptic houri's crooning Euphony - suffused. Nocturnal deity humming her lyrical milieu Yarn of Utopian hymn of nostalgia Missing her sublime empyrean realm, now.. Place seems so eccentric.strange ensued in just a flash How mind's eye brought this door to reach " LIMITLESS " Facing the Ingress of CHANGE Goddess of melody stepped and witnessed the other world behind the realm A cyan orb with burning effulgent daystar - mirrored, reflected Drawing up the facsimile of lustrous sparks of luminescence Planet surrounded by towering trees oscillating Dancing together with the blithesome rhythmic gust of cool breeze Nymphalid gliding, vagabonding with grace and elegance Bragging its chromatic stunning ala above the turfs embracing the land Rocks, pebbles, grass, insects and animals in harmony Clouds, birds, skies, heaven and earth in equilibrium Like music - heavenly, perfect, profound, and heartfelt Factual sanctuary - undisturbed habitat of existence Home of soothing silence - obscure, raw.. Goddess now a HUMAN Mortal - in time, will cease and die. =============================== *HAIKU **ACROSTIC ***FREE VERSE *-* jun-jun villanueva ~~~~~" THREE GEMS " contest~~~~~~ july 29,2011


Poem Details | by Eugene Harvey |
Categories: celebration, color, happiness, imagination,

Joy Ascending

a celebration 
of imagination colors 
the wind with laughter 


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: humorous,

Create a Contest

Someone for me should create a contest
And one in the world make it be the best.

so what if my mouth
opened and was very wide
and often had lied
pride at all was none
and should I say not well done
or may I abscond
some of your money

you can call this the 
latest scoop and Horn haiku
soup soap poem contest
take it away from
there and don't come back again
i may be hoping
since the last time you saw me
was to be my last

what an imagination 
and an extremely
weird way of looking at things

you can call this one the
horn is inside out haiku
which will have to do

James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
so myself so I did anyway
and soap Horn Haiku contest.


Poem Details | by maria padilla |
Categories: angel, gothic, life, light,

light creeper

                                       Light creeper

Inspire me weeping friend give me light for the darkness to end,
It’s just my imagination creating an enemy, escape me from the demon I see,
Motionless surroundings affecting inside, I hate that glare for sneaking what has died,
All that’s torn is stitched up from you, weeping friend who would have knew,
Ageless beauty caught in wickedness, regret of perfection cause it’s only sadness,
Empty at last ;come within, let me feel a new beginning,
destiny I loath you, you destroy life that’s awaiting time’s view,
Ray of painful hope is sure to come alive, divine friend ;GOD help me to survive,
With a blind heart I search for you ,aching and pounding, it feels so true,
Light open my gate that’s been hidden from fate,
A forsaken angel dropped down below ,I don’t want to know no more,
All that was kept are wasted ages of damaged souls that are lost  in this place, 
I need guidance to remember my face, warmth love that’s delicate ,become my friend, but why do I always come too late,



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