Haiku Poem by Nirmal Kumar Thapa

Haiku

Ahhh…
Blossomed Roses shining red,
What a wonder, is to the sights;
It beatitudes me,
A just nightmare is this. - - -

Every morning borne the sun reflecting radiance,
And;
I die,
Hours of Days & nights…

Breathing as one,
Combating on another;
Flowers the joy of married life

Or
Ecstasy of wedded-fruit…
Black rose's bodies through your heartland,
But I'm red,
Sun shines and smiles on me, showering the blessings!