useless

reflection of moon
dancing in the placid lake
my pen is useless.

Haiku Heights #319 – Useless

 

Carpe Diem Sparkling Stars #1, “Frogpond”

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http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.in/2017/10/carpe-diem-1269-reflection.html

 

 

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102 thoughts on “useless

      1. Alice Keys

        Lovely! I know I can count on you for rich imagery and depth in haiku. 🙂

        words are still useless
        when the great warehouse doors
        of heart swing open

      2. milan rajkumar Post author

        lovely ! 😉

        of heart, swings open
        with the flux of nirvana
        thoughts are dumbfounded.

        please ignore the words
        with grammartical errors
        i could not help it.

      3. Alice Keys

        The first if profound and the second amusing. Both are delightful. 🙂

        thoughts are dumbfounded
        stumble along path to light
        the road goes both ways

        I could not help it
        I’m writing without help from
        spell check software

      4. milan rajkumar Post author

        the road goes both ways
        trust the one with your instinct
        destiny is there.

        spell check software
        modern tool for a writer
        inspiration frowns.

        in woderland with Alice, 🙂

      5. Alice Keys

        destiny is there
        instinct tells me turn around
        go back other way

        inspiration frowns
        prefers glide of fountain pen
        needs secretary

        Love being in “woderland” with you. 🙂
        Alice

      6. milan rajkumar Post author

        go back other way
        but by choice not by mere chance
        follow your heart’s voice.

        needs secretary
        every tasks needs tidying up
        save inspirations.

        we are now down the rabbit’s hole,Alice.

      7. Alice Keys

        follow your heart’s voice
        noise overwhelms the sweet sound
        retreat in silence

        save inspirations
        that come in the dark of night
        flashlight and notepad

        I live in a rabbit hole. 🙂

      8. Alice Keys

        follow your heart’s voice
        noise overwhelms the sweet sound
        retreat in silence

        save inspirations
        that come in the dark of night
        flashlight and notepad

        down the rabbit’s hole
        take my flashlight there as well
        deep thoughts and bunnies

        I live in a rabbit hole. 🙂

      9. milan rajkumar Post author

        retreat in silence
        crickets rub their feet smiling
        far from madding crowd.

        flashlight and notepad
        dependency on new tools
        unlit bacon lamp.

        deep thoughts and bunnies
        imagination works well
        sleepless nights of spring.

        with Alice in a rabbit hole
        milan.

      10. Alice Keys

        far from madding crowd
        sip night air from hill with friends
        stars are brighter here

        unlit beacon lamp
        I memorize golden words
        vanish by morning

        sleepless nights of spring
        so much green awakening
        spin with the planets

        Okay. As a vegetarian, the typo on the last line of number two really made me laugh. I pictured burning bacon as a lamp. It could work. 😉 Here goes:

        unlit bacon lamp
        saved for a very dark night
        or hungry morning

        Milan,
        My life is a rabbit hole right now. Thanks so much for bringing beauty. joy and a “bacon lamp” for light. 🙂
        Alice

      11. milan rajkumar Post author

        stars are brighter here
        twinkling on the blue canvas
        lets not sleep tonight.

        vanish by morning
        while gazing the starlit sky
        i do not repent.

        spin with the planets
        telling her woeful stories
        third rock from the sun

        your rabbit hole produces so much inspirations.Alice.
        thanks for the response .

      12. Alice Keys

        let’s not sleep tonight
        soulful poetic two-step
        the light of the moon

        i do not repent
        any moment spent singing
        star-songs here with you

        third rock from the sun
        can almost see that blue speck
        from my star dance heights

        I’m loving the rabbit hole inspiration as well. Thanks for your poetic offerings here.
        Alice

      13. milan rajkumar Post author

        the light of the moon
        intoxicates the poets’ soul
        mercurial blast.

        star-songs here with you
        lyrics with silver linings
        moonlit rhapsodies.

        from my star dance heights
        i look at the milky way
        how fragile we are.

        your rabbit hole inspiration reverberates . cant stop writing 🙂
        milan

      14. Alice Keys

        mercurial blast
        joy-drunk longing for rebirth
        among the star dust

        moonlit rhapsodies
        crystalline word-songs tickle
        the sky smiles and laughs

        how fragile we are
        alone we are only specks
        of dust among dust
        dust among dust

        Milan,
        Then you must keep writing.:-)
        Alice

      15. milan rajkumar Post author

        among the star dust
        we write and play hide and seek
        an oblivion

        the sky smiles and laughs
        two silvery pens of light
        the milky way spins

        dust among dust
        yet elements of the god
        heaven’s tiny parts.

        hello Alice,
        i think our rhapsody is becoming somewhat spiritual.
        your lines are so wonderful….a complete poetry.

      16. Alice Keys

        an oblivion
        somethings spun out from nothing
        all there ever was

        the milky way spins
        push the carousel faster
        till we all fall down

        heaven’s tiny parts
        say as much of what is real
        as stone mountain peaks

        Yes. All is spirit in becoming. I’m enjoying the light in your words. Lovely. Sorry if I’m slow at times. I still have little access to the web. Alice

      17. milan rajkumar Post author

        all there ever was
        and all there ever will be
        lives of many forms

        till we all fall down
        as dust of cosmic remains
        works of iron hands

        as stone mountain peaks
        we stand and watch helplessly
        clash of the titans

        hello Alice ,sorry for the late response .freezing cold rain and a bit of high temp. but floating in your spiritual work .

      18. Alice Keys

        lives of many forms
        knit poetry from being
        dance in the spring sun

        works of iron hands
        in soft velvet gloves mend dust
        make beings again

        clash of the titans
        storm clouds gather thunder roars
        rainbows come after

        Milan,
        You poor thing. I hope you’re better already. You are always plenty fast on the reply. Where are you with freezing cold rain? 🙂 Alice

      19. milan rajkumar Post author

        dance in the spring sun
        abstract thinkable beings
        ecstasy of pen

        make beings again
        demi gods in their primetimes
        the creator sighs

        rainbows come after
        revival of testaments
        the ark is wating

        hello Alice,last saturday i have been to a marriage ceremony in the rain . its ok now with a course of cefixime and paracetamols .lets attend the mad tea party…

      20. Alice Keys

        ecstasy of pen
        dancing fingertips rattle
        my little keyboard

        the creator sighs
        and settles back to watch from
        his reclining chair

        the ark is waiting
        for sensible treatment our
        living planet spins

        A rain wedding sounds lovely. But not the sickness. stay well and have another cup of hot tea. 🙂

      21. milan rajkumar Post author

        my little keyboard
        the gateway to nirvana
        realm of fantasy

        his reclining chair
        a sad note for the blue speck
        pitiable souls

        living planet spins
        tirelessly for all the beings
        we take for granted

        hello Alice,
        i am alive and kicking now,thanks for the caring words .

      22. Alice Keys

        realm of fantasy
        adds sparkling words to mundane
        ordinary life

        pitiable souls
        send prayers to heaven ask for
        their own recliners 😉

        we take for granted
        everyday miracles
        bounteous planet

        I’m glad to hear you’re better. 🙂

      23. milan rajkumar Post author

        ordinary life
        simple things’ joy and beauty
        a heaven grant boon

        their own recliners
        wooden funerary boxes
        they sometimes forget

        bounteous planet
        offspring of the universe
        lesson to be learnt

        thanks Alice . i am fit as a fiddle now ! your verses (haikus) are so full of wisdom ! please continue
        milan

      24. Alice Keys

        a heaven grant boon
        careful and planned or random
        acts of kindness

        they sometimes forget
        and sit so long that life drains
        gone forever lost

        lesson to be learnt
        there’s enough for all to share
        give to the world now

        I enjoy the inspiration you offer, Milan. Keep writing. 🙂

      25. milan rajkumar Post author

        acts of kindness
        thriving lives’ only retreat
        gift of universe

        gone forever lost
        buried in the sands of time
        their own unsung songs

        give to the world now
        the miracles and talents
        wars are forgotten

        you flow like a fountain !
        milan

      26. Alice Keys

        gift of universe
        life full of living till death
        make each moment count

        their own unsung songs
        are gone so sing your own songs
        loud and clear to all

        wars are forgotten
        except in this haiku chain
        war? Is there a war? 😉

        Your fountain poursgolden honey.
        🙂
        Alice

      27. milan rajkumar Post author

        make each moment count
        new dawn on the horizon
        many miles to go

        loud and clear to all
        cuckoo’s song in summer eve
        monsoon outpours dreams

        war? Is there a war?
        rusted weapons’ last desire
        red buttons turn white

        Alice,i add the last line , remembering your claim for the planet ! ❤
        milan

      28. Alice Keys

        many miles to go
        when we’re together I know
        we’ll go the distance

        monsoon outpours dreams
        put out cups and jars and pots
        save them for later

        red buttons turn white
        transformed into seeds of peace
        plant them with wisdom

        Thanks. Hard afternoon at repatriation tasks. Your haiku are a joy to come home to. Many thanks. 🙂

      29. milan rajkumar Post author

        we’ll go the distance
        travellers sharing a shade
        journey of the poets

        save them for later
        to claim for the blue planet
        peace is powerful

        plant them with wisdom
        saddened hearts reawaken
        an act of kindness

        Alice,
        your words reawaken positive thoughts ! thanks !
        milan

      30. Alice Keys

        journey of the poets
        swept away beyond the veils
        moon rises and laughs

        peace is powerful
        keep chanting love in your heart
        for everyone

        an act of kindness
        ripples through the universe
        we are one ocean

        Milan,
        Your kind words soften my heart as well. There is so much of this softening work to do. Heart work for the world.
        Alice

      31. milan rajkumar Post author

        moon rises and laughs
        eternal journey of poets
        purpose of life

        for everyone
        the blue planet must be saved
        love embraces all

        we are one ocean
        speaking words of love and peace
        fusion of poetries

        Alice ,
        its a wonderful feeling when i saw your response !

      32. Alice Keys

        purpose of life
        live simply and share loving
        do what the earth asks

        love embraces all
        in soft warm eternal arms
        hold our planet earth

        fusion of poetries
        afro-anglo-asian words
        hot chili peppers

        Milan, Yes. there are lots of good feelings from yours as well. 🙂 Alice

      33. milan rajkumar Post author

        do what the earth asks
        rise from soil and turn to soil
        give love while you bloom

        hold our planet earth
        let exploitations be stopped
        plant the seeds of love

        hot chili peppers
        yin and yang and nirvana
        love and light for all

        Alice ,
        last verse sound so sweet ,i want you to add an afro word , dont know any ! 🙂
        milan.

      34. Alice Keys

        give love while you bloom
        one never knows when the shears
        will clip you time short

        plant the seeds of love
        grow international trust
        transparent respect

        love and light for all
        hold hands around the camp fire
        and sing kum-ba-ya

        Milan, Kumbaya is not African but it sounds African to me. It’s from a campfire song that means “peace”.

        I really like your “give love while you bloom verse”. It’s also a very nice free-standing haiku.
        Alice

      35. milan rajkumar Post author

        will clip you time short
        if your mind is full of stress
        life is not rat race

        transparent respect
        from your loving fellow friends
        good deeds from the heart

        and sing kum-ba-ya
        poets and writers are happy
        mandela and dreams

        Ah Alice, thanks for the new word , it sounds peace itself
        milan

      36. Alice Keys

        life is not a rat race
        first one to the maze’s end
        is more or less dead

        good deeds from the heart
        silent unsung heroes help
        ask nothing for this

        Mandela and dreams
        carry them forward always
        torch of freedom burns

        Milan, What a nice set. Oh yes. I want to let you know I may be vanishing from our chains. We fly away in under 48 hour. These are busy times. Forgive me. 😉 Perhaps we can pick later. Alice

      37. milan rajkumar Post author

        is more or less dead
        but loves the corporate world
        no one moves his cheese

        ask nothing for this
        serve to satisfy the soul
        budha is laughing

        torch of freedom burns
        life is worth living freely
        words are the weapons

        Alice ,please let me know when you reach home ! bon voyage !

      38. Alice Keys

        no one moves his cheese
        all is moved to his platter
        from the starving poor

        I shall keep up with this as I can. I love it too much to stop. When I drop out of sight, Know I’ll resurface. 🙂

      39. milan rajkumar Post author

        from the starving poor
        cheese in the form of taxes
        daylight robbery

        o great Alice ! great to hear the news ! please respond to the last two verses too.
        i have added my responses ! 🙂
        milan

      40. milan rajkumar Post author

        at our haiku chain
        he is the one who praises
        nirvana we seek

        poor stay in the dark
        with bacon to eat and light
        no organic food

        into pens and ink
        there is the power of life
        write for love and peace

        ok bon voyage Alice
        kep in touch as soon as possible, i have linked the chain !!! 🙂
        milan
        milan

      41. milan rajkumar Post author

        at our haiku chain
        he is the one who praises
        nirvana we seek

        poor stay in the dark
        with bacon to eat and light
        no organic food

        into pens and ink
        there is the power of life
        write for love and peace

        ok bon voyage Alice
        kep in touch as soon as possible, i have linked the chain !!! 🙂
        milan

      42. Alice Keys

        budha is laughing
        it seems like that’s all he does
        at our haiku chain

        words are the weapons
        make the swords and bombing drones
        into pens and ink

        I’m rattled and missed the other two. Sorry. The branches are diverged now. Packing.:-)

      43. milan rajkumar Post author

        at our haiku chain
        he is the one who praises
        nirvana we seek

        poor stay in the dark
        with bacon to eat and light
        no organic food

        into pens and ink
        there is the power of life
        write for love and peace

        ok bon voyage Alice
        kep in touch as soon as possible, i have linked the chain !!! 🙂
        milan

      44. Alice Keys

        nirvana we seek
        on stumbling feet and rough knees
        tears of joy blind me

        no organic food
        to food at all over here
        chemical farming

        write for love and peace
        no other point to the writing
        no money in it

        Jittering my way to leaving in 12 hours. Sleep would be a blessing. Alice

      45. milan rajkumar Post author

        tears of joy blind me
        when our hearts are enlightened
        weary travellers

        chemical farming
        consequence is forgotten
        irresponsible

        no money in it
        mission of haiku writers
        we are the pilgrims

        please keep in touch as soon as possible
        milan

      46. Alice Keys

        weary travelers
        only one end to life’s path
        all die the same death

        irresponsible
        thoughtless greed powers the spin
        mountains into smog

        we are the pilgrims
        climbing the rough steep mountains
        we are the mountains

        Milan, Again, thanks for leaving the haiku trail to follow home. I’ve been lost today. 🙂 Alice

      47. milan rajkumar Post author

        all die the same death
        though we tread different roads
        a trail of your own

        mountains into smog
        from the fumes of the oceans
        suffocated lives

        we are the mountains
        faiths of future moves us all
        we stand without tears

        hope you are alright now 🙂 Alice
        milan

      1. milan rajkumar Post author

        just like your words soften my soul !
        La beauté de l’âme adoucit les mots aussi.( i dont know french , this is a google’s translation) . The beauty of the soul softens the words too…this is what i want to say 🙂

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