Haiku: Rebirth Season
Uneasy lies the head
that wears the crown
and the broken heart that trusts again
The last leaves of an Indian summer
crunch beneath my walking feet
Come monsoon, there will be flowers again
Trust is like
the Catch-22 of love
Aborted without, Murdered with
I LOVED the last haiku. Particularly the last line. Precious.
nice..especially the first one!!
rahuls last idea: GM: Go Went Gone
@ rahul: Thengyu!