Sunday haiku to keep myself sane.

lyrics on the wall

reminder of the passing of time

breaking hearts

not here

my heart, my mind, my soul

not there, either

your soul

an amaranth living in my garden

feed me everyday

late at night

the borrowing, exchanging of words

for six hours

time for bed!

your chest rising up and down

a beautiful sight

rainy morning

the sun kissing your lips

i got jealous

your touch, electric

thin fingers touching my cheek

death at the door

delicate pain

the unfeeling of feelings

silent night

precious time -

something children keeps speeding on

must catch!

pink barbie dolls

girl hugging it so tight

no, no, no!

your eyes

planting kisses along my neck

down my spine

alone the bird

sings a painful song

cold winter

in the dark

searching for a glimpse of

shimmering light

already June

at the 150th page 

215 more

in the darkest hour

she longs for his delicate touch

toss and turn

dear, father

i am trying to live in

your memories

he told me

“lets meet in the middle”

that broke me