Poetry – Page 30

Haiku 075/365

Journaling to heal… Gotta let out what I feel And know it’s not real.

Excitement surges For paper goods and supplies See it in my eyes.

Gratitude is the attitude. See life with its complete magnitude.

Existential dread Ruminate in my head. I Wonder why I’m alive.

I’m not afraid of Death. I’m afraid of dying; I’m afraid of pain.

Sometimes it feels like your love is surreal and true… Time stands still with you.

—Emerald green lights— Lie in the forest sounds and Paint the bed with love.

Look into your eyes I fall, submerged inside. Keep our love alive.

The day is warming. The brisk air feels refreshing. The weekend is here.

The light reflected Was pink and sweet. Nurtured love Becomes my retreat.