Hugged oblivion, Words forgot reasons to bloom, Scribbles disordered inks Thoughts came like echoes, For one, two, then f a d e d up, I miss their loud jams In the mess, petals wilted, sweet turned stale, worms cut veins, sentences died Three haikus saying something that may or may not have sense... And this is what I mean. I feel an oblivion, these days. I don't know if there's sense in what I am writing. Let's see what happens. (Words: petals, bloom) #haiku #yqpulse #yqpmc57 #quotestitchers #tdd_musings #musings
