May 2025 – Page 3

Haiku 130/365

Tapping on the screen Painting all the scenery Dancing from a dream.

The daydream leaked out And slipped past the window pane Seeping in space time.

The little flower Kept pressed between two fingers Fell onto her desk.

The darkness rippled. Shooting myself in the foot. Creating a sound.

How do I spiral Up and not down. I’m lost in My head. In my bed.

Fire in the rain Grey skies and thunder, clouds came Watch our love burn

The rain drops falls fast Caught in the rain, you grab my Hand and we run home.

I’m falling deeply Can’t breathe. I’m submerged and it’s Surreal to be here.

And if you’re healing You’re the lucky ones. Cause most Of us are bleeding.

Silence stirs my soul But your voice falls like nectar Off Life’s golden tree—