I am presenting you with THREE HAIKUS,
Punishment
Then God passed his sentence.
"You'll suffer imprisonment till your last breath ".
And thus "I" was born.
Sounds
Now scything sound of silence
And moments dashing against eternity of nothingness,
Torments my blissfully sleeping dreams.
Lonliness
My paper is now lonely,
As thoughts have gone out with feelings
On a long long picnic.
Hemant Trivedi