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

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Misinterpreted

Ambushed unexpectedly

Wreckage of fierce storm

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Forgive and forget

Pick up pieces after storm

Fierce pain lingers still

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Storm will pass one day 

Love and trust casualty

Fierce pain will subside

 

 

Vainglorious

Trinkets decorate walls
Ambitions showcased
Foundation rotting

Changes Inevitable – a set of haikus

Inevitable
Tree leaves turn green to amber
Changes natural

Cyclic seasons turn
Black to grey hairs turn, aging
Coloring futile

Enchanting rose blooms
Heavenly beauty withers
Fragrant memory

A sudden storm blows
Uproots strongest oak tree, dead
Nature impartial

Birth to death, cycle
Changes, process natural
Inevitable

Fifteen Minutes of Fame had No Name

This is my first attempt at writing short story.  Constructive feedback and comments appreciated.

The dream keeps coming back to haunt him.  Digging a hole, he lies down peacefully waiting for death to come.  He is not sure why this dream bothers him anymore.

Storm

Another school shooting, another debate. When will this stop?  Congress have blood in their hands. Hiding behind the second amendment, debate will go on between the gun lobby and those clamoring for gun restriction while innocents will pay the price.

I wrote this poem a day after six religious fanatics shot dead hundred and forty nine people including hundred and thirty two students in a school in Peshawar, Pakistan on December 14, 2014.  Originally posted this poem in my blog on December 20, 2015. 

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Storm

There was a storm here yesterday,
And I saw this tree
Bereft of all the beautiful colored foliages,
Strewn all around it on the ground.
One leaf was clinging to a branch
Quivering in the winds, trying to hang around.