Haiku.

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A breeze of Summer

Catching breath, resting a while

Moves, a kite awaits .

A tease of monsoon

Calling out, clouds only barked

Thunder rolls, Bolt rocks

In cease of Autumn

Grim rests in the shade of trees

Plucking souvenirs

A freeze of Winter

Gasping death, testing the quilt

Attacks sleeping foes.

A kiss of life, Spring

Making love to all hatred

Giving another chance.


∆ This are my first ever haiku and first ever to present more than one together. , hope you likes it.

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