Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Haikus



A sweet soft voice in my ears.
Whispering love thoughts,
If then when will you be mine?



The sweetness of your first kiss.
When can I hold you,
And say How much I love you?



Let us soar up in the skies.
Can I embrace you,
Forever till the world ends?

5 comments:

Unknown said...

I really don't get poems regardless of the culture. Har!

howling said...

Whoa.. Lookie here. Been stalking that ^slapper^ on top of me. To be honest, I also cringe when I do soppy poems like this one, but I can't help it. Makes you think you're sophisticated .. It's like wiping someone else's ass with velvet. Makes you feel "cultured" .. [ momel, i know you love this ] Greek, French, whatever, LOL. Even if it's just pretense.

Unknown said...

Yes I think so, one would really like a velvet wipe in the ass! Either figuratively or literally. @ howling

Poems are mere expressions of one's own thought or feeling. It's up to the reader to get it, or in your case not get it.. heheh.. peace @momel

Unknown said...

Hello there howling, looks like we're together in a different house this time! He hee, funny you should say culture; I'm thinking of Yakult right now.

Unknown said...

Yakult is a good one. I like that :)