Fulani's Philosophy
Haiku I mean
because
life is a mystery
sky is clear
and serene
one draw
these grasshoppers-
I want to pass
I want to smile
may be love
is hand to mouth
or may be we eat
to live
or may be we live to eat
because here is domestic-
even cowards
are our brothers
because I can't sleep
anyhow, nothing is scarce
rather it goes through
before me is a thought
in letters and words-
others are mode, mean and median
and still others are bound around
wisdom is a reason-
here, between ends
of a bridge
and even among
houseflies butterflying
around
nods? are but words
of body gestures
a crocodile lamenting
and courting or something
tonight case may be
different, may be tough
I fear flies
and see tomorrow is an
election day
oh! my head and heart!
may be next season
fire may be abundant
in vitamins
I digest two morsels
of favourite food
did I wink to
right or left?
after all I am taking precautions
isn't it?
this station here
smoke rising
in snow and wind
like a privatization
of facial expressions
hark and damn?
I think everybody
is free? and everything?
toast to me twas?
I think we will
leave here for Malabu?
isn't it?
something is a dream
in wings of east and west
isn't it?...
some haikus to fancy
weather of rainbow
may I blow my nose? and brush my teeth?.
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