Tainted

It was during the monsoons
Those nights they spent talking
Like the world had just two people
Two pieces that fit too well
That shared stories, secrets, songs and sorrows
That fell in love when they shouldn't have

It was all real, all true
And it was all unacceptable
Too young and too old to be together
They were pieces born years apart
Two pieces that should not fit
Lovers that should not be

And so they walked two different paths
But they kept those promises
Together, to grow apart
Forbidden as their love was
There was little else to lose
Much to remember, during monsoons.

Sacrifice

Night tides in love

Rise up, fall down, give up not

While the moon waits long

The oceans hold back

Tides from kissing the moon

So the Earth lives on

Written and composed for Haiku Heights, Prompt word: Ocean

While the tidal force is purely scientific, it can be viewed romantically by poetic, or even ignorant minds:)

Poisoned

Mix the poison

Into the ocean

It will reach home one day.

Written for prompt word OCEAN given by Haiku Heights, this haiku bluntly talks about the way industrial waste is thoughtlessly dumped in our water bodies and is a reminder that this water will come back to us over time.

Bitter Truth

Stepping off the train

Absorbing chaotic life

Dreamy eyed, she smiled.

Through the rushing crowds

That did not look at faces

Unseen, she walked by

This grass looked greener

Across her sub-urban fence

To feel it, she came

But it had no dew

Perfect fake grass with no bugs

Her first 'bitter truth'

The plastic green blades

On land that was barren

Spoke about its people

Those painted faces

With unhappy eyes

Spread like cancer in time

Seasons changed 

But the fruits remained the same

...Hard to find sour grapes

The rains came and went

But the glorious rat race

Seemed to have no end 

Beautiful city

With it's opportunities

Could not hold her back

Bag in hand, she walked

Amidst chaotic crowds

To find what she had lost

Extruding the pain

She stepped into the train

That took her back home

In still waters, She
Looked back into her eyes
To find scars and lies

And then a tear drop
Washed off the grime,
Unveiling a wee ray of joy.

Written And Compiled for Haiku Heights. Prompt word: Urban

I hope to have achieved the aim of making each Haiku stand independently while still contributing to the compilation as a whole. Hope you enjoy it!

Beach...

Womb

From the beach's womb

Little turtle as you leave

Come back one day too.

Written for Haiku Heights

Prompt Word: Beach

Message

Washed ashore by sea

Message came in bottled green

'Thanks for freeing ME'

Written for Haiku Heights

Prompt Word: Beach