A haiku made here, /a daily ritual done, /for over three year. /
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Something is missing, /
I do not know what it is, /
don’t know what’s not. /
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Cruel on a whim, /
disruptive for no reason, /
not even a cause. /
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Time so uncertain, /
what I should be told, I’m not, /
I’m left to know naught. /
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Nightmare becomes life, /
peacefulness becomes havoc, /
pain becomes normal. /
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This is Groundhog Day! /
or life too repetitive? /
I truly can’t tell. /
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This world is complex, /
a significant reason, /
why I love it so. /
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A deep dark background, /
with a foreground of rainfall, /
what a lovely sight. /
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Forms upon forms lay, /
waiting, begging to be filled, /
my hand, it still weeps. /
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The world we live in, /
such a wondrous world we have, /
so full of kindness. /
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I find myself here, /
waiting and wanting, needing, /
yet left unfulfilled. /
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The world is so odd, /
sometimes I can’t understand, /
what it truly is. /
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Relax, work, relax, /
a never ending cycle, /
will it ever end? /
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An idea thought, /
shall it improve people’s lives, /
shall it do nothing? /
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Like a rubber band, /
I elastically move, /
returning to me. /
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Two may read the same, /
and yet take it differently, /
and is that not art? /
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While I may think this, /
you can see what I have said, /
and go and think that. /
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It makes sense to me, /
it may not make sense for you, /
but does it need to? /
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