Haiku #38

No tranquility,

refuge of the mind is lost,

chaos has crept in.

Haiku #37

Standing at cliff's edge,
freedom comes with one last step.
Like a bird I fly.

Haiku #36

The fire within,
desire burning my thoughts,
longing for your touch.

Haiku #35

Light splits the darkness,
as the roaring beast draws near.

But does it bring rain?

haiku #34