The Haiku Thread

@BlackGeneral
Despite what you think,
even kisses are scary
when it's not desired.
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Men, do not falter!
One day we shall persevere,
our lilly shall bloom.
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Cursed be wisdom
For ignorance invites bliss
Yet the wise suffer

Laughin' the dumb fall
For Lady death gives them rest
Yet the wise suffer

Forsooth the wise sing
Their troubles and innocence
Yet the wise suffer

But who are the wise
And where may one find wisdom
Yet the wise suffer

The gate has closed shut
Who may travel through it twice
Yet the wise suffer

The wise are trapped
In a realm they meet abyss
Yet the wise suffer

Abyss has a name
It will start with the sod's name
And the end be same

Yet the wise suffer
The truly wise do not search
For gates in abyss

The truly wise work
To terraform the abyss
For the abyss stares

Blessed be abyss
For abyss molds and responds
To the truly wise

Wisdom be no curse
Opportunities slip away
To only 'just wise'

Relish thy wisedom
Do not shun from your abyss
Let your eyes open

For no man can till
Abyss with a blindfold on
Not even the wise

For they are not 'wise'
To till abyss with blindfolds
To look is to start

Recognise thy flaws
Recognise the flaws des dumb
Recognise wisedom

With this may you change
With this may you glorify
Abyss as thy friend

With abyss by side
Change the realm as you have been
May lady death exalt

The truly wise who 'did'
Instead of those who beg that
The gate may open.
 
July will soon end
and August surely follow.
Summer still remains.

At least this is true
for the Northern hemisphere.
Winter farther South.
 
@EOTFOFYL:

Since you always seem
to know all good answers, now
I want to ask you:

How can I link to
MD manga titles when
writing in forums?

When I needed this
I couldn't find out. Do you
know how to do this?
 
@ EOTFOFYL:

Thank you very much!
Thanks to your helpful advice
I can use it now.
 
Thunderstorms fading
at dusk, I continue on
beneath bashful stars.

Resting by the stream,
I drift with its playful song.
Ah! Now I am late.
 
What blissful moment
this pudding bestows to me.
A delicious truth.

But just one misstep,
and it fell on the cold floor.
My heart, in shatters.

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The road only goes
uphill, it would seem. Guess I'm
sleeping in heaven.

The innkeeper's daughter
is plain, but sweet and cheerful.
Why have I grown shy?

The trip's first day is
exhilarating until
I can't see my town.

The trail climbs down the
dour mountain's knee to meet
the cold, roaring sea.
 
Some people eat all
their food with ketchup, others
adding mayonnaise.

Both options truly
are bizarre. But what to do?
Tastes do differ.
 

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