(The haikus I’ve written here are all inspired by the writer ashiakira. He is a user on WordPress. Thank you for sharing your awesome poetry to the community my good friend.)
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The sky becomes concrete.
the soul crushed, slips away.
Into whatever becomes thee.
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Where is the air?
My mind has forgotten reason.
I cannot breathe gravel.
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A young child.
Free and without worry always.
Healing tired old eyes.
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The mind molds.
Like playdo the mind molds.
So, does the soul.
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A gasmask worn.
Where do young soldiers travel?
Why do they go?
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A faceless politician.
Is gouging out the eyes.
Of every young man.
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A mindless soldier.
Once was a young child.
Has turned forever cold.
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The leaves blow.
The soul carries the wind.
The air cloaks soul.
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I hear silence.
The presence of people vanishes.
Only the wind remains.
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