Sunday, January 9, 2011

Dawn (haiku)

light trickles in
through a fine cloud gap --
whistling tea kettle

the rickshaw puller
tightens his rug around him--
burning of leaves

2 comments:

  1. cigarettes burn
    a smoke of illusions rise
    another gloomy day

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  2. Thanks for being here and replying, Pramathesh.

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