Goodbye - Haiku

as my insides break

awaiting moment apt, to

bid final goodbye

Written for Carpe Diem -  On The Trail With Basho Encore #14 "falling willowleaves"

In the Boardroom

Excitement high

Gathering of the bigwigs

Discussion papers hang

With Blackberrys in their hands

Tension in the air palpable

Everybody in their nerves

Decisions are awaited

On issues that are long going to be served

Discussions begin

Gazes stern

Reasons demanded

Explanations provided turn by turn

Tea mugs poured in

Spreadsheets in discussion

Myriad proposals on the table

Pros and cons presented in every possible fusion

Papers ruffled with clammy palms

Some rejects but acceptances are high

With each passing agenda

The employees breathe a relieved sigh

Instructions doled out for the upcoming meet

Pens and diaries, how fiercely each other they greet

And then as the ends are drawn

Relief on faces finally starts to dawn

Jade - Haiku

paper looks jaded

words fail when I want to write

my feelings for you

Written for Carpe Diem Time Machine # 15 - Jade

Imperfection Is Beautiful

The slant of my eyes

Freckled skin with a tan

This lopsided smile

Messed up hair

Tied under a worn-out band

Collar bones that don’t show

Layers around my waist

Oh, they hardly go

Those chipped nails

Ah, they never really grow

The curve of my hips

Stretch marks on my skin

Wound that got healed

But the scar?

I can still feel

The fickle odd world

And its standards of beauty

Matching them

Is neither a necessity

Nor a priority

Not much to flaunt

Not much to drool

Because they say

Imperfection

Is beautiful

Sharing this with Poetry Pantry # 262

Doused Fire

Flow of darkness

Like ashes in my veins

Black is what I see

Death of something 
I foresee

Doused fire within

Now lies in its icy state

There was a wait

For

A hand to hold

Someone to hear

Silent cries

Of this soul

And I realize

Only me

Has the power to pull myself

Out of any abyss

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Written for Words Count with Mama Zen over at toads where we had to pick a few words from the “ultraconserved words” list as stated below and write a poem of 60 words or less.

Thou, I, Not, that, we, to give, who, this, what, man / male, ye, old, mother, to, hear, hand, fire, to pull, black, to flow, bark, ashes, to spit, worm