Three

Three birds fly fleetingly by

Two of them fly swiftly past

The one left just straggles on

And in a moment just stopped

The two whose swiftness was undeterred 

Flew back when the one left stopped

The one stopped not out of want

But because that one saw death nearby

Reflection - Haiku

Vast desert canyons

A lone stream flows down below

From depths light flickers

Reading

The great book is filled with facts

Many of which I do not know

Alot of which that fill me

Of the Ideas unknown before

Too much, and too long

That my mind has reached its limit

I am however too excited

To give up on this reading endeavor

The Return - Haiku

The dried earth crackles

Rain falls from the darkened sky

The drought leaves the land

Lotus - Haiku

The white lotus blooms

The dove lands by the still pond

Peace covers the land

The Inquirer

To question the ways of old

Is a truly daunting task

For it requires the Inquirer

To fear not the consequences that may pass

One's conviction does not always hold fast

Even in times of dire need

Especially when the ardent Inquirer

Clings heavily to the ways in question

Blind Oppression

The notion of The Great Power  

Took away what we hold dear

Like the notions of truth and freedom

Even knowledge that makes life clear

Beliefs of such matter

Forged movements good and fell

Giving a sense of fulfillment to those who follow

Unknowingly oppressing the ones who do not

Summer Heat - Haiku

The hot sun bears down

Saplings sizzle in the heat

The green fades away

Flowers - Haiku

The flowers take root

Upon the rich garden earth

Living years then on

Lake - Haiku

The frozen lake thaws

The fish return from afar

Warmth fills the waters

Sleeping Bears - A Haiku

Snow blankets the land

The great beasts slumber deeply

The cold lingers on

Dove

A bleeding dove straggles aloft

The people weep from down below

A noble cause is far and gone

Since the tyrant's fist is great and strong

The people's might is now a glow

No longer brimming with force

For the hope of freedom bleeds greatly still

The white dove now dies in grim

A Spring Morning - Haiku

Spring wildflowers bloom

A breeze sweeps the colored fields

Morning dew glistens

Water - Haiku

Ocean waters stir

The wicked man casts his spear

Life is extinguished

A Poem of Heat

Dark clouds writhe in the sky

Swirling about the summer heat

Trapping warmth from the weary earth

Kindling the humidity

Tired folk sweat and squirm

Begging Providence for release

Yet all is nearly lost

For the earth is cought in flame

Summer Haiku

The Sun blazes high

The Earth quivers in the heat

All pray for the rain

Another Poem

A lone man weeps

With arms stretched up high

A weep of solace not of sorrow

For no good thing has gone awry

Nor innocence lost or gone astray

He weeps out of joy

For he has seen an angel

Amongst humans as unholy as he is

A being though still human

Shows light most uncommon

He weeps for he is reminded

Of the many things he must do

Of the many things he must become

To be an Angel such as her

An example, that all must see

Life is for the people to share

Or so he believes

So that no second must be lost

To any unjust cause

Life must be for good, for the good of all

A ripened fruit drops

To rot upon the parched soil

Giving it new life

Brain Dump - Poem

So long I have not

Put my feelings in this shape

A form flowing and fleeting

Into areas rare as of late

Too dreary my mind is

Full of sorrow and weakness

Making me feel like a lower human

Much less compared to everyone else

A Human so low and so weak

Things such as this are hard to make

Too long I have allowed

People so evil to push me down

Making my esteem insignificant

Since I thought their’s is more important

Yet this I have realized

That no one should be pushed around

For all humans high or low

Are all equal in their rights

All should respect what each other has to say

And all should accept who each other is

For only hate and chaos will ensue

If pride and personal gain will prevail

Though this I must say

That rights I don’t always respect

Since at times anger and malice takes it toll

Releasing my evil to my oppressors

These things I must say

For I too need my release

An escape for my emotions

So that I will not hurt everyone else

So I guess this is the first

Of the many poems that will follow next

Writings that will contain

All the emotions my heart has always kept