My Aching Heart Bleeds: RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge # 241 Storm & Fierce

This post is in response to Ronovan’s Weekly Haiku Challenge .

My aching heart bleeds
Raging emotions hidden
A fierce storm brewing
Ambushed unexpectedly
Wreckage of fierce storm
Forgive and forget
Pick up pieces after storm
Fierce pain lingers still
Storm will pass one day 
Love and trust casualty
Fierce pain will subside



Author: pranabaxom

Poetry is my passion. I am not a methodical writer. I have no set topics to write about. What I feel, perceive, think about, I will like to share in this blog. I open my mind to the world. Like the weather, sometimes my poems are cloudy, sometimes stormy. I always like to see sunshine streaming through the leaves of trees, so I hope I can share some of those sunshine with my readers.

26 thoughts on “My Aching Heart Bleeds: RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge # 241 Storm & Fierce”

  1. Hope time will come when the fierce pain is forgotten. Good stuff you wrote here. No room to write on my blog in response to your jab at the POTUS. I recognize the jab but not the reason for such bias against the man. Still you write good poetry. 😀 Guess you are feeling better since you picked up the sword.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. I will take the complement with pride.
      Physically I am getting better but the poem is a reflection of events that happened in last couple of days, not to me personally but to someone dear to me. People say time heals and I hope it does. I do believe whatever happens, happens for the best.
      As for my bias against POTUS, I do not. He is the President of the country and for the country’s good he should be successful. But a father who can tell that his daughter is a piece of ass, I don’t have much respect. A democracy thrives if the institutions of the democracy thrives. This president seems to be hell bent to destroy the institutions of democracy.

      Liked by 1 person

  2. Beautiful! So much truth in this lovely piece with a chain of Haiku. I love the image of nature, the storm, its effects and its passing and finally receding, all connected to the deepest affections of the human soul. “Post nubila phoebus” (after the clouds, the sun). Yes, “storm will pass some day” and let us hope for better times, when the bleeding heart will carry only the scars. I like how you summon to take action here: “Pick up pieces after storm” and “Love and trust casualty”. A great read, Pranab! Also, I recommend you Mario’s last post, such an excellent writer like you:

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you so much. ” after the clouds, the sun” – aptly said. One can only hope that the clods vanish completely once the sun comes up.
      We have to pick up the pieces. Life goes on.
      Will certainly read Mario’s post.

      Liked by 1 person

Let It Rain With Your Constructive Comments

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s