Happy Thursday everyone!
I’m back again with the update for my fourth week of 100 Days of Haiku! There are days when I feel like I am writing gold and then there are days that it seems like I’m only coming up with garbage. I try to push through those dark moments, just telling myself to write my way through everything.
VEINTIDOS || ABOUT THIS HAIKU
If only the fibres of reality were made of our cherished dreams. But since that is not the case, let me sleep for a little longer. For in dreams your gaze easily finds mine and your hands slip into my hands without any hesitation.
VEINTITRES || ABOUT THIS HAIKU
When everything has been said and done, and you’ve given your all without the end in sight. Don’t despise the period where all you need to do, all you have to do is wait. Whatever dream or vision you hold close in your heart, believe that it’s only a matter of time before it comes to fruition.
VEINTICUATRO || ABOUT THIS HAIKU
Because I just want to forget that there was a period where everything was perfect. That at one point in time our beating hearts matched in their cadence. I would rather forget everything, because it’s pure torture to be aware of what I had and now have lost.
VEINTICINCO || ABOUT THIS HAIKU
To be the Strong One is tough. When you’re expected to put on a brave face in the midst of difficulties. Being the source of steadfastness can be burdensome. Absorbing the brunt of the impact while maintaining an impenetrable facade can be tiring. I wrote this poem while talking with a friend who seemed to have zero troubles and yet behind the cheery demeanour there’s a million things going on that would have broken a lesser person.
VEINTISEIS || ABOUT THIS HAIKU
In movies and even novels, the message is “Love Conquers All”, but in real life there are times when it’s just tiring and even difficult to continue loving a person. I overheard someone say that love should be comfortable and effortless, and this is the haiku that came to my mind.
VEINTISIETE || ABOUT THIS HAIKU
When I spent a few months in my mother’s hometown my favourite thing to do was to go out on the second floor terrace with my notebook and pen, plop down on one of the huge rocking chairs that faced the street and stare out into the mountains bordered by the sky. I would be left alone to my devices after lunch and the whole house will be quiet. I will spend the whole afternoon writing and dreaming and just before sunset everything turns golden, it’s like my own daily magic routine.
VEINTIOCHO || ABOUT THIS HAIKU
I only have one explanation, it’s because to my YOU ARE HOME.