Haikus Poem by Ishan Chaitanya

bird high on a tree:
a few pieces of stool drop
on a drifter's head.

unsuspecting ones
having come there for shelter -
see an enemy.

Love escapes crying
Through the window wide open.
Sing the joy of life!

Happiness of glass,
Reared by a window nation -
Enter springtime, now.


the eyes of watchers
are blinded by the beauty -
which does not return.

No socks or shoes,
no filling for the belly:
dream on, you poor man.

To grant remembrance
and end a drifter's journey:
protection from self.