Haiku Poems About Sad | Sad Haiku Poems

Haiku poems about Sad and Sad haiku poems. Read and enjoy these haikus! See also Sad Quotes.

LATE AUTUMN HAIKU

they’re almost gone now
how brown, bare the branches look
some toys in the leaves

when rain turns to snow
how sad those two last roses
brave faces with tears

apples      bruised apples
scattered on the frosted green
and this twiggy frown

music in the wind
late october’s final song
dancing red and gold

talk of winter now
old dog by a crackling fire
shutters rattle      pings!

photo of dear dad
he loved that fulsome willow
fallen leaves      marker

Dave Austin

names engraved in stone
in moss draped tombs deep and dark
 
                 sad    I lay a rose


_____________________________
May 1, 2016


Poetry/Haiku/my family
Copyright Protected, ID, 16-7844-90-0
All Rights Reserved Written Under Pseudonym.


For the contest, Haiku on "my family"
sponsor, Marvin Celestial

First  Place

I am the water
nursed toward the loving light
born to rise and fall

not the large wave crest
willing its way to the top
grasping at the sky

nor the sad whisper 
landing deep within the fog
grieving please not now

born to rise and fall
calmly reflect in the sun
I am the water


"The moment the wave understands that she is water, she loses all fear and enjoys much more being a wave, without a beginning and end".

Time and Its Sad Afterglows

porch swing, one old dog
green pasture and fallen barn
dawn's light, empty house

Robert JLindley, 6-11-2018
Haiku

((** Natures Nurse **))

Hot temperatures
someone call the spring doctor
cold fertilizer


((** Early Bird **))

Fresh morning light
sweet SAP falling on my plate
Lego my Eggo


((** Desert Rose **))

In the dead of night
One star sings me a sad song
cactus feels my pain

((** Looks that kill **))

What else can I say?
Intrigue me with silence
look into my eyes


((** Home Sweet Home **))

End of road
my final destination
Next stop Olympus!

((** Heaven or Hell **)) 

Leave all dirt behind
Welcome mat above sunrise
running for the door

by;p.d.

TROPICAL STORM

midday darkness heavy
    rain pounds, winds howl---
           trees topple as huts crumble



EYE OF THE STORM

blacked-out night
     eerie silence for miles---
          dog whimpers and hide


STORM’S AFTERMATH

sun shines bright on
    full clotheslines for miles---
        sad smiles from grief-stricken faces



*To all those who prayed for my country, the Philippines, thank youThe typhoon changed course and only a small portion up north was affected It is unfortunate however, that 2 people died due to electrocution, an effect no doubt of the storm.

KIM PATRICE NUNEZ
11 May 2015

Strokes after midnight
received a distant sad news
a swallow has flown

Watch over us dear
I kept my prayers for you
frosted in flowers

                                    Winter lies frigid
                     Cardinals flit from branch to branch
                                Blindly seeking Spring

                                 Too sad to view more
                            Shades should be kept drawn
                                   Spring sun will lift them

from ashes to dust 

the rebirth of the phoenix 

broken.now stronger 


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i wrote this one for a friend of mine 
she has been cheated on by her BF 4times 
and she asked me to write something this is it 

meaning : 
"from ashes to dust rebirth of the phoenix" - after the phoenix dies it burns and turn into 
ashes.if we have to believe the legend that after its death a new phoenix would rise out of 
the ashes of the old one

"broken" -.now stronger" well death is sadafter everything my friend gone through a 
part of her died

overall - 
she was " a new person is born after all the painand came out stronger 
stronger " =]

as a white weasel
drags its prey through snow
the rat tail's last twitch

kigo/ weasel (brown in summer but white in winter!)
My area is the Rocky Mountain West
For Debbie Guzzi's "Animal Haiku Poetry Contest"

Note: Go to Youtube and see videos of weasel attacks
if you want to see it in actionSad but it's "animal nature!"
The rat I saw in a video was nearly twice the size of that
weasel that killed him!! White weasels are very cute, 
but wow, are they
ever vicious! 

Five in the morning
Orange and red glow in the east
A new day is born

A single rain drop
Looks to be the final straw
Now the flood begins

Albuquerque view
Volcanoes on the mesa
Since the age of time

Once green and growing
Now brown and brittle and free
A Tumbleweed's life

With long floppy ears
And kangaroo backleg kicks
It roams the mesa

Bone dry arroyo
But when the rains fall heavy
A river runs wild

Blackened pine tree trunks
Struggling to regain life
Only time will tell

Blistering sunlight
Sheltered cove of solid rock
A sliver of shade

Multicolored hues
Cliffs of reds, browns, blacks, and whites
Southwestern landscape

Red rock formations
As far as the eye can see
And way back in time

Rocks piled upon rocks
Balanced precariously
Thousands of years now

Upright arms of green
Prickly needle point barbs
anchored in the sand

A typical day
Arid heat of one-o-eight
No humidity

All along the ridge
Patiently waiting for years
Arms lifted towards God

Two thousand years back
These cliffs were inhabited
Why did they all leave

Striated hillsides
In the land of enchantment
Navajo glory

Six-sided hogans
Grandfather's ancient design
Still in use today

Cemetery stones
No tree to provide them shade
What a sad, sad sight

Knarly old pine tree roots
Wrapped around an ancient stone
Holding on for life 

Fluffy white mountains
Filling up an azure sky
Will it rain today?

Dancing dust devils
Whirling twirling to the sound
Of the wind's music

Shimmering mirage
The desert laughs at the lost
Nature's cruelty
A dry washboard road
Miles out through the desert
A crystal blue lake

Manmade lake at damn
Stopping mother nature's flow
Do we have the right?

Upturned leaves on tree
Frantically waving in wind
Soon the rains will come

He rattled his tail
Demanding respect from all
We complied as one

Sun rises, sun sets
Twenty four hours are over
Accomplish anything?

Not a sound was heard
Footprints only in our wake
The desert winds sleep

Not a sound is heard
Footprints only in our wake
The desert winds sleep

The crunch of gravel
Undeveloped housing roads
Early morning walks

The smell of wood smoke
Memories of the Southwest
Couldn't help but smile

Warming in the sun
Like a lizard on a rock
What a view I had

Morning wakeup call
Bacon wafting through the house
Even I got up

Pollution puddle
Reflecting rainbow colors
Do we call that art?

New Mexico winds
Neither unseen nor unheard
Constantly blowing

loving and long hugs
embracing me on sad days
holding me, so close

arguing all day
saying I love you at night
truely liking me
when I am not likeable
taking the bad with the good

could not thank enough
for your overflow of love
even to my soul

HAIKU #12,084-12,087.............................................................EYES

Have you ever seen
Iris of an eye so black
Its pupil is knight

I know a small boy
Bestowed with one cat pupil
And one most human.

Brown skin brown iris
Irises changing colors
Like chameleons.

Mean eyes sexy eyes
I have seen sad eyes singing
Tugging at my heart.

*

Silence is golden
unless this sad quietude
is coming from you.


[Wrote this for a GR friend, who sometimes disappears for long stretches, and I liked it enough to post here, cause it often applies to many people I know, who go quiet (or even disappear altogether) from the online ranksI thought other poets and readers might empathize.]

Sad sad goodbyes
Tears in the rain;
TV drama

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Old man writes
Amusing musings;
Laughs madly aloud

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Memory recites
Changes lyrics;
Good old daze

~~~~~~~~~


Morning mist
Cold chilly wind;
Sun on vacation

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Limping man
Walks his dog;
Sight for sore eyes

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Old heritage tree
Ancient times linger;
Living relic

~~~~~~~~


News highlight
Men killing men;
Wars never end

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A cruel race we are
Style sweet smiles;
Turn around and kill

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Jolly Lolly fun
Old ice cream treat;
Extinct as the dinosaur

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My darling sleeps
Speaks in a dream;
Murmurs lovely things

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Just for a while
Shopping briefly;
Fatigue comes quick

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Crowded lift
Strange motley faces;
Checking e-devices

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Ancient evenings
TV for company;
Life goes on

~~~~~~~~~




Leon Enriquez
22 July 2015
Singapore

1.
The sun has fallen
Behind pacific rim;now
Pastels stream the sky.
2.
The winter solstice-
And harvests long since past the
Noon-time of my life.
3.
Frost on the pumpkin-
His face waxing sad for the
Warmer days gone by.
4.
Beyond this fence line
The valley goes on for miles
Then arcs to the hill.
5.
You are more than love;
You are more than the earth's beauty-
You Are Forever!
6.
A trellis full of
Morning glories sparkling in 
The newborn sunrise.
7.
I should call the stars
To halo all the beauty
Of your lovely face.
8.
Will a sonnet do?
If so,then you're a sonnet
Written in the wind
            |
Fly to every shore
And linger there a while,that
Other's might read you.
9.
Shrouded in the mists
Of a time I used to know,
Lay the love of you.
10.
This sun bright morning,
The hills are dotted with cows
Of many colors.
11.
Sleepy eyes, roll on;
Take your rest beneath the pines
Locked away in dreams.
12.
I contemplate you~
Your long hair blowing wildly
At the meadow's edge.
13.
Trees, trees and more trees-
Everywhere I look, I see
Trees, trees and more trees.
14.
In favor of the 
Flavor of the red apple(?);
Fruitless taste of time.
15.
Minutes 'til the time
When we will journey onward
To the garden gate.
16.
Let's ride the windy
Night until the dark is gone,
And we find the dawn.
17.
Soft,the drippling light,
Melting like a candle's wax
All along our path.

                   Persian Haiku      (Segani) 

My wing altered with age.
The wing that is broken
My body is the cage.

I’m covered with dirt.
From this dirt I am alert.
Alert makes me hurt.

I’m talking to you!
My eyes are kissing you.
The fishes are watching.

How do you know that?
The tree is not my lover!
Spring will discover.

How childish is love?
When you stole my heart again,
How can I complain?

How sad is my tree?
In the middle of a prison;
Even though is free.


1/5/2015  Haloo

the bow slides
the sound is sad and pure
spirit soars.low

INVISIBLE LIFE.......................HAIKU #12,053-12,058


Some wear coats gray green
Others come on the scene clean
A process unseen

My ears my eyes poised
I saw my plum tree alive
Pregnant with ripe plums

I watched her thrived
But foreign host soon arrived
Invading her limbs

She stood out like beam
Haters scoffed at the sad scene
While elements smiled

One branch of my tree
Handed a message to me
"Life can be renewed"

A new branch emerged
Vibrant than the rest gray green
She became the queen.

*

Deserted financial centre
Ghost town after dark;
Weekend constellations

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Blank myth created
To express a fond wish;
Merlion antiquity

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Old neighbour nods
Smiles in recognition;
Civilised exchange

~~~~~~~~~


Sing-song Good Morning
Little boy entertains;
Proud parent smiles approval

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New journal pages
Awaiting sanguine soliloquy;
Expansive permutations

~~~~~~~~~


Words on a page
Taut revelations;
Insider trading conspires

~~~~~~~~~


Psalm of morning hues
Sunburst meditation;
Light speed aura

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Evening sitcom moments
Scripted melodrama;
Favourite dinner fare

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Poignant sad story
Tear-jerker streaking away;
Pending reconciliation

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By this desk
Lyrics in verse align;
Exfoliated outbursts

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Uncomfortable stress
Chasing that and this;
Organised unease

~~~~~~~~~


Yesterday retires
Today an offering;
Tomorrow perhaps

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Style a fond smile
Sanguine as usual;
Clash of surprise

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Leon Enriquez
04 November 2014
Singapore

It has flown to me.

And it has given me grief.

It was your sad smile.

Teardrops that fall down
Show sad sorrows of a man
Sensitivity

the forest
surrender to nature
white oaks fall


For the Haiku from the Heart Contest
Submitted by Ann Roske
Form : contemporary haiku
3-6-3 format

We've had a really wet and weird winter and have 4 white oaks that have fallen over on the back of our property It is sad to see them go down, but Mother Earth will reclaim and re-purpose them This is my small tribute to that wonderful and mysterious process - circle of life.

Mom's deep sanctity
contrasted with daddy's shameless
immorality.

Four beautiful girls,
one handsome boy could have made
a great family.

Mom was a lovely
and religious woman who
taught us to love God

Dad was unkind to her,
and for our sake she remained
in a sad marriage

The lust he had for
his mistress took him away
from his five children.

What we all needed was
a desired togetherness,
that strong bond of trust.

Growing up was hard
with the absence of his love,
we felt so deprived.

More than my sisters,
his denial of affection
effected my outlook.

I lacked confidence,
the support other boys had,
I felt so unwanted.

I missed his warm hugs,
his laughter in my birthdays...
the pride in his son    
 

the cold sad morning
i sit and wonder at life
when will end the song

Crazy, sad people
Mad antics, habits, sayings, 
Arguments galore

topple me over
burning from ones arrogance 
a sad forests death 

Murder in the street!
Damn crowsMy car’s sad hurry
towards fate in a name.

A crimson dragon-
fly, Why! never seen one of
those before, here; - my

Beach, these febriled oh-
pressive days, re-bleaching to
a 14Mil-Shill 

only "Ernst & Friends" 
only know; so I meande 
this other, other 

tres Yoga place, Ma-
ma & young Swan - Proustian? - 
decide to shore, so

smooth, they, as if guide,
tethered below, two Windfanned- 
down SnowFeathers, as

from a chapeau, no! 
degage` "Dolly Varden"
offered-over for
     
simple frags of the
bread at hand, some too in a 
tossing-up for the                

diminutive red-
bill Moorehen in the pecking                                                                                               
water, as hungry

mosqa do their thing
euchre - chancing - flitting a
pluck voracity 

against their Lives, this
yet another sad tingle...
and in a new bluff 

I fauxstrut from the
Love we breathed.. this, another
SatHerday-Sunday.

sunset spins sad sky 
in raging red and crimson 
the
fireball waves goodbye 

birds fly to their nest 
a tiresome day ends at dusk 
and
night fills with moonlight

smiling stars appear  
nude night dresses in calmness  
while
wind mummers to moon

new day born at dawn 
sunshine brightens lonely sky
and
new hopes come to life



April 3, 2016.
MYSTICS SPLIT HAIKUS - Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by: Mystic Rose

Split-haiku's 
in syllables of 5, 7, 1, 5 

the sad story is
written with great emotion
in the afternoon














3-21-2016















3-21-2016

Tuscany beckons
Wandering minds traveling
On the sun's last rays

The pale flesh glowing
Mother stirs from her closed bed
She slides to a stop

Where is she going?
When will the awaited day
Arrive for our sakes?

Letting go is real
Cry, celebrate, or wishing
Through it all we wait

Touched by the angels
Her heavy eyelids closing
Old thoughts will return

A warm offering
Quiescent reality
Numbing all to sleep

Brother's soft hair
Sobbing through the stagnant air
Breathing in deeply

Distant music plays
Chords of joy and pain wander
Forever reaching

Sister's loss held in
Bursting with the hope for death
Squeezing in the love

Past, present, future
Father's sad joy leaking out
Through Venetian blinds

There are no angels
Hovering where we can see
Belief quivering

God sends us no signs
Mortality challenges
At sunset right here

Chilly air of night
A very sad poetic write….
Ocean foam all white

Remember one day
When there was both blue and gray
With sad things to say.

Civil war was done
And no one really had won
Had killed my on son.

Can you imagine.

Jim Horn

Old lady walks slowly
Feeble knees jerk;
Fear of falling

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New restaurant
Delay in opening;
Manpower crunch

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Basketball court
Evening persuasions;
Sporty sweat

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Car park warden
Issues a ticket;
Overdue toll

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Old man sits idle
On cold stone bench;
Eyes curiously scan

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Little toddler greets
Adults in a lift;
Hello and Bye-bye

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Cake-making effort
Choco ganache spree;
Delicious moments

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Food court moment
Hungry eyes seek;
Meal time sustenance

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Message from Down Under
Happy Father's Day;
Lovely feelings

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Old salad buffet shoppe
Renovation works;
Menu plan change

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Words and works
Not much speed;
Silence speaks

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Feet massage
Muscles ache less;
Healing touch

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Lonely streetlamps
Way pass midnight;
Sleepy avenues

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Vibrato voice
Sings of sad times;
Pop hit perhaps

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Fond touching kiss
Abrupt reprieve;
Sorrow diluted

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Temple bells sound
Festive devotion;
Ancestors watch

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Brisk walking spree
Heart and lungs dancing;
Proactive regime

~~~~~~~~~


Bills as usual
Monthly highlights;
Pay per use

~~~~~~~~~


New book out
Popular subject;
One of a kind

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Lovers tryst
Cheek to cheek;
Promising future

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Leon a Enriquez
17 June 2015
Singapore

November rains
Monsoon starts wet;
Nature redecorates

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Orchard Road stretch
Decked for Christmas;
Good for business

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So sad this scandal
Funds embezzled;
Ego versus love

~~~~~~~~~


Love works well
Yes you can tell;
Cash now casts spells

~~~~~~~~~


Sound song and dance
Can mesmerise;
Glitzy paradise

~~~~~~~~~


Once upon a tale
That gospel sway;
Now corruption steals

~~~~~~~~~


Sad, sad refrains
Pain comes to snort;
Empty counts gain

~~~~~~~~~


Hollywood cheer
Baubles at Christmas;
Weary world in tears

~~~~~~~~~


Write words 
Wave wins;
Wrong works

~~~~~~~~~


No matter what
Happens right now;
Love keeps loving

~~~~~~~~~


Jolly greets holly
Year-end reasons;
Joyful blessings greet

~~~~~~~~~





Leon Enriquez
15 November 2014
Singapore

The tears start to fall
When you are sad and lonely
My heart aches for you

Written by Ann Wilson on

October 31 st  2006

I WAS BORN IN THE OCEAN WILD AND FREE LEAVE ME ALONE AND` LET ME 
BE ME.THE OCEAN IS WHERE MAMALS WERE  MEANT TO STAY AND MEANT 
TO BETHE OCEAN IS WHERE I WAS MEANT TO BEFREE TO BE ME.AS THE 
WATERS I SWIM EACH AND EVERY DAY.I WAS NOT MEANT TO BE PUT ON 
DISPLAY TOO LOOK AT AND DO TRICKS FOR THE CROWD THE OCEAN IS 
WHERE I WANT TO PLAY.YOU ARE ALL FOOLS TO THINK THIS IS TRUE WHY 
MUST YOU BE VERY  CRUEL.THE OCEAN IS WHERE I AM THE HAPPIEST YOU 
SEEYOU MAY NOT SEE IT MY WAY AND YOU MIGHT DISAGREE.THE OCEAN 
WITH THE SALT WATERS IS MEANT FOR ALL OF THE DOLPHINS AND ME IT 
NEEEDS `TO BE MY WAY AND THATS OK.I DON'T WANT TO DO TRICKS YOU 
NEED TO SEE IT MY WAYSAVE ME TODAY LET ME BE BACK IN THE OCEAN
THE FACTS ARE CLEAR I CAN LIVE A  LONGER LIVE HERE.CAN YOU HAVE A 
HEART SO  LISTEN TO ME YOU KNOW WHERE I WAS MEAN TO BEOR IS 
YOUR HEART SO COLD AND MEANI AM DEEPLY SAD PLEASE GIVE ME A 
CHANCEI KNOW I AM NOT WRONG I KNOW WHERE I BELONGWITH THE 
WAVES I GO SPLASHING JUMPING UP AND DIVING SO HIGHLADIES AND 
GENTLEMEN BOYS AND GIRLS I WANT TO BE HAPPY AGAINLET ME GO 
HOME IS WHERE I BELONG IN THE CLEAR WATERS YOU KNOW THATS 
TRUEI AM GLAD YOU HAVE LISTEN TO WHAT I HAD TO SAY.NO I AM HAPPY 
NOT SAD AND BLUE I AMHAPPY NOW TODAYGOODBYE TO ALLI THANK 
YOU SO FOR LETTING ME BE FREE BEING BORN IN THE OCEAN AND 
REMAINING THERE MEANS ALOT TO MESPLISH SPLASH I AM MAKING MY 
DASH NOW I AM AS HAPPY AS CAN BETHANK YOU ALL FOR LISTENING TO 
THIS MAMMAL THAT I AMDEEP DOWN WE ALL KNOW ITS TRUE I WAS BORN 
IN THE OCEAN WILD AND FREE

you are amazing
your voice soothes my sad feelings
in my time of need

I am sad today
So please shine for me once more
If you will...I'll smile

Regrets I have none
its only one time around
I'm not sad nor glad

Know that sad feeling
when there’s a new email but
it isn’t from her?

A nice veneer
Looking solid and good;
Termites devour within


Life hazards
Venture bleeding;
More vitamin M needed


Business failure
Shocking casualties;
Bankrupted parties


Spice can smell nice
But nice can tell lies;
Sometimes a vice


Impressive bungalow
Sporty car;
Heavy in debt woes


Sad but true
Vanity masquerades;
Not the real thing


Newspaper headlines
Scandal and heartbreak;
I feel sad for you


Regrets fester
Like gangrene;
Amputate the trash


Eye witness here
I watch you tumble;
Helpless to help


Impressive life
Career highlights unrivaled;
Why this bankruptcy?


Sad story
Paper described;
Can prayer alleviate?


In-between
Life and death;
Struggle for meaning


Worldly mindset
Get rich quick;
Scheming for more


Between ambition
And acquisition;
Avarice styles


To succeed well
Take failures well;
Survive persecution


Liquor and wine
Wine and dine;
Decadence flaunts


Simple vanity
Defines ambition;
Practical notions heap


And in the end
Just round the bend;
Broken trends sweep clean



Leon Enriquez
26 July 2014
Singapore

On Best Behavior 

Stock market pervert
Ended up loosing our shirt
In a world of hurt.

Am incompetent
Tell me what you may have meant
How much money spent

May be in big hurt
All of us have lost our shirt
Missed out on growth spirit.

Declare an edict
What will I have to predict
Which won't make you sick.

Now where should we go
Those who will be in the know
Who had told us so.

What will make things worse
None of it did we rehearse
Now curse after curse.

What will great God do
And were so sad when we knew
Have been in a stew.

Why should we waiver
We are all a Christ craver
Who is our savior.

James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Perturbed Poet
 

Time never seen stops
Not for anyone;
Fond memory remembers you

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Memory hurls
Familiar images;
Recalls the old days

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Sweet baby sleeps
Fond happy dreams;
Such a miracle

~~~~~~~~~


Looking back
Yesterday brought tears;
A sad awakening

~~~~~~~~~


Your voice echoes
In the stray wind;
In your place, tembusu tree

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Just last year
The inevitable;
Today we reminisce

~~~~~~~~


Swiftly time run away
Endings abruptly sad;
Resolve honours bold vision 

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By Duxton walkway
Images of your life;
Lessons of history

~~~~~~~~~


Stern to the last
Pictures of flashback;
Is it one year on?

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Familiar surroundings
Old precinct with new glow;
Once there was you

~~~~~~~~~


Once a mortal walk
Upon these island shores;
One to call our own

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Stern and austere
Your posture complex;
No time for foolish things

~~~~~~~~~




Leon Enriquez
22 March 2016
Singapore

Did you forget me
Inquire you not today
Dry clouds on the line

Yearn I now for you
One drop of dew on my tongue
Urging my sad heart

Flow no sound of sky
Or earth sweet as your breath here
Rinsing my sadness
Give me sweet reason
Eternal joy to embrace
Thrilled that you are well

Make this silence leave
Ebb my heart in its still day

Did you forget me
Edged at night waiting 
Alone, the moon of your presence,
Restless till clouds go.

Produced Much Anxiety Horn Haiku

Notoriety
Produced much anxiety
A sad way to be.

Thanks to Donald Trump am
beginning to believe at times.

James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet

Isn't it sad to think
that everyone on earth
ends on a bad day.

I see beauty when I see her..I feel happiness when she's around.when I hold 
her in my arms it feels as we're floating above the clouds.before I wished upon 
the stars a thousands wishes.prayed to the gods a million prayersto light my 
life and lead me out of the dark.they sent me the sun to shine a path to her.
now I know the true meaning of beauty

A deep stare comes over when I look at her.It feels as the universe is aligned
and all pain is gone when i'm with herthere's no hurting, not even a sad moment 
in sighteveryday seems like we're growing like two wild vines intertwining 
freely.laying by her side is where I go when I drift off in to space.there's no 
one like her.a soul so beautiful that reflects through her smile.eyes that I get 
lost in but still in that place where nothing goes wrong.now I know how it feels to 
smile from within.because of her 

Thick sludge upon my
wings; sad eyes in need of help
Hopeless eyes searching

For Raul's contest
(Photo of an oil coated duck and beach)