Hanabi (Fireworks) Haiku

gleaming bright colors

hued with the paints of sparkle

fireworks in the sky

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fun festival times

a play of fire all around

the burning night skies

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radiant ablaze

reflecting back the beauty

still river waters

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the dusk approaches

warding off evil spirits

with glazing fireworks

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across river bank

looking for the hanabi

come hoards of tourists

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a boom and a bang

piercing silence of the dark

the lights of glory

*Written in response of Carpe Diem # 229.

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Samidare (Midsummer Rain) Haiku

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music of rain on pavement

lost in memories

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out of oblivion

clouds shade the sky in its cloak

the first drops fell down

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a midsummer rain

relieving yearning pupils

a solace from heat

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elevated Sun

drizzling clouds in the sunshine

look for the rainbow

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the midsummer’s day

longest in glory and rays

washed down by the rain

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looking through window

a play of the rain droplets

meditating life

* Written in response of Carpe Diem # 219

Here I tell a man’s story…

Here I tell a man’s story-

How he unleashed the power,

And achieved his glory.

Despite of the prevalent blood shower.

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The man was adventurous,

Looking for the gold,

That is the most lustrous,

Which requires him to be quite bold.

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He reached the bloody land.

Where there were present the relics of war,

He dug up the sand,

Till he reach the earth’s core.

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Astounded, he found the big egg,

Made up of pure gold,

Without anyone’s reg,

He touched it, so cold.

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The thunder rocked the sky-

And descended a big creature,

Scared, darkened color of deep fry,

And that very much tells about his feature.

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The man, once terrified,

Did not know what to do,

And even cried,

And even peed, but not in the loo.

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The creature sensed fear,

And spoke as if wanting man to adhere-

“Oh My Dear!

How dare you touch this sphere?”

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The man was shaken,

But gained his sword ,

His body, nicely awaken,

Cut the head of the darkness’ lord.

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The fight was won,

Which wasn’t a fight at all,

The deed was done,

The man’s head rose in pride tall.

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Here comes the end of the story,

How a man unleashed the power,

And attained his false glory,

With no blood shower.

That was fun… I loved writing it. I know it is absurd, but that is the best thing about it, I think. Just for a quick laugh- yes, you can laugh reading this hopeless flop story.