Haiku Station

by Jagriti Rumi


A growing collection of haikus (a Japanese form of short poetry) –



Arched perfectly in peaceful white

Talking rarely via windows and hanging lights

With those who look up.

Tiny red dot dancing slowly

To us it appears like a walking

Prophet – Ladybird, pass or fail?

A flower knows not much

Or knows too much – ‘cause just see

How it blooms, dies, blooms.

Keep coming back here to water this collection, you can find its link on the main page as well. Merci!


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