HERE AND NOW : A SELECTION OF HAIKU

Ram Krishna Singh

awakealone on the house topa sparrow

a fish taildried up in river mud:burning smell

sun risewithout newspapers:post-chhat rest

hovers to the samemarigold I pluck for goda green butterfly

turn into rivernon-existing roads:hudhud waves

counting sandbetween the toesmy daughter at sea

her namewritten on the sand:a wave breaks

empty coffee cupsderide the syllablesI spin to make haiku

my hairs in airreveal the baldness:wank without wad

hidden between the sheetsmy smothered senses—salted honey

slowly rising

from the clouds edgesautumn sun

a sleeping snakecurled between the eggs—layers of leaves

my hairs in air

reveal the baldness:wank without wad

hidden between the sheetsmy smothered senses—

salted honey

slowly rising

from the clouds edgesautumn sun

a sleeping snakecurled between the eggs—layers of leaves

lying listlesson withered creepera golden bird

a yellow snake sneaksthrough the blooming balsams bed

a lone frog puffs up

a drop embeddedin the half-opened bud—winter morning

driftingin the night’s silencenoon’s shadow

the skywithout a shadowon the earth

wheezing his wayto Shiva’s hilly abodea young miner

potholes:spots of sunshinewobble

dreaming her nudethe serpent rises:first orgasm

cloning miracleswith the night’s discharge

in condoms

late night sleepno lotus in the dream—Chinese garden

fallen mangoesafter the midnight storm—morning drizzles

stars twinklingthe beetle’s pathfrom manure

stench of burning leavesmounts with fog in the eveningasthmatic breathing

swollen fogready to make wayfor the sun

wrapped in fogthe flying planeseen by sound

standing behindthe window bars observesshapes in fog

feels the shadowwith wet fingers on the beach:sound through the fog

when sleepless poetryfails to negotiate nightI wait for white dreams

among the white hairsa solitary black onekeeps her hope alive

night washes the sky–the sun brings morning freshnessto my window

foam-maned wavesrise in the mind’s hush:sinking dome

the wax dripsdown the long hard candle–a soft hum

her facereflecting lighta mirror

with failed wordsseek immortalitywrite haiku

a vague smilein moonless cave:tempting silence

a load of woodon her frail back–autumn evening

waiting for the trainalone on the platformswatting mosquitoes

musky perfumeopen unsleeping eyes–drowsy sweetness

with changing weatherthey look for sun and shade both:chameleon tune

It’s utter helplessnesstrue, but to surviveone must be tamed

sparrows coupleon a withered creeper–peep of day

etched on her skina ghost rises from the flames:fighting one more day

taking a napon oranges in his shop–a fruit vendor

two women argueover price and weight of fish:the hapless huckster

dragons play whirlwindamong the clouds meet & rainunite earth & sky

the red light is on:they all have secrets to hideno use peeping in

a yellow spidercrouching in a cornerinvisible webs

moving shadowson the door curtain:sinking sun

virtual flirtinguntamed straggly bushes–dystopia

non-stop rainconfining me to facebook–depression

virtual flirtinguntamed straggly bushes—dystopia

between the lanternand the smart phonea pizza-eating girl

etched on her skina ghost rises from the flames:fighting one more day

from the ruinsrises a mute flame:heaven’s song

her veilhides the facelove too

in silenceone with the divine willgrowing within

a quiet turning into partake of her silence:roaring ocean

evening sky:a pale moon behindlistless trees

rises drowsilyafter a sleepless nighta sick sun

Copyright: Ram Krishna Singh, India