CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI: Carpe Diem Extra #40 Shaman Haiku

CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI: Carpe Diem Extra #40 Shaman Haiku

Tsunami Of Emotions
Light Drizzle, 
Rolling down upturned faces
Parched, Monsoon au'revoir
Tide outgoing, parched sands
Scrambling crabs, Tsunami wail
Treecrabs flooded hide
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©Seema Jayaraman, Mumbai 4Oct2015

Her Sorrow

Her sweet melodious hymn
Ringing from a heavy heart
Another pathetic tune
Woefully rang about her loss

Tears of pain pour from My eyes
The pain in tandem with hers
Her sighs echo in mine
My heart a river in flood

For is it mine or hers, love lost
Sometimes I still hear her
Moaning by the stream
Weeping her heart out

For what could not be
Deep inside I know her loss is mine
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©Seema Jayaraman, Mumbai (1988-89?)

Catch Me I My Fall

Catch me in my fall
Soothe me in my despair
I cling to you in body and soul
Swearing my hearts allegiance
Oh this thrill
To experience this joy with a
vengeance! !
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©Seema Jayaraman, Mumbai

Purest Form Of Love - (Micropoetry)

White doves in the sky
Endless, formless white of light
Apron that encircles
Present in form and thought
Womb offered later Arms to embrace
Mother, chaperone for life
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©Seema Jayaraman, Mumbai,19Sep2015

An Unknown Life

The warm friendly hand
embracing and encircling you
as the peaceful eternal sleep
come drifting on you

You enjoy the fine feeling
an angelic smile bedecks you
as your head slides besides
and calmness confronts you

Something so sublime, you never knew
These spectacular dazzling lights
greet you to eternal life
from millions of glowing stars

Taken on this grand tour
Where destiny merges with time
Millions of universes away
known only as dark death to mankind! !
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©Seema Jayaraman (1986 or 87)

Will You Be There Sone?

Will you be there Sone,
When desolateness & loneliness sweeps
and my shoulders bend in defeat
lift my spirits and give some solace
To bleed this bitterness and weep

Will you be there Sone,
When the world deafens in its crescendo
And there is no one to hear me speak
lend your thoughts and hear my silence
To tame this wildly beating breast

Will you be there Sone,
When over rough rock strewn paths
I twist my steps and stumble
Cushion my fall and wipe my hurts
To place run away tendrils

Will you be there Sone,
When we realize our lives is a past
Days through which we laughed and lived
Share the burden of memories
To dry my tears and hold my sighs

Will you be there Sone,
When all alone, I quake and tremble
afraid of sinister ministrations
You open arms to my haven for escape
Gently quieten my heaving heart
To a blissful slumber
- - -Seema Jayaraman (1992?)