her porcelain life
the shape of pain she endures;
color of her sweet joys
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Prompted @ OSI , Sunday Scribblings , Haiku Heights
her porcelain life
the shape of pain she endures;
color of her sweet joys
.
Prompted @ OSI , Sunday Scribblings , Haiku Heights
hmmm i dont get it how can pain be Joy..
Pain is not joy .. Pain gives shape to lie while the joys are what add color to it
and make it beautiful !
childbirth is painful and joyful at the same time for many women. (I wasn’t among this group, but my daughter was).
Nimue:
This is for Bikram…of course you don’t get it…you’re a man!
lovely poem
Jaye
Very thoughtfully written!
Lovely!
Its funny how poetry makes pain and tears beautiful.
Its funny how poetry makes pain and tears beautiful. amazing and well written
Beautiful and heart-felt.
You were brave, using the Haiku Heights prompt “porcelain”–and you did it well!
Both joy and pain are two side of a same coin.
Great Haiku.
Pain is so much important, to appreciate and enjoy with utmost enthusiasm the joys that come our way. Lovely Haiku!
Beautiful haiku. Very deep. It’s amazing how I’ve read a handful of haiku poems so far about porcelain and we all seem to have this idea of porcelain being a negative subject. Just a thought. I guess being so nice and perfectly smooth looking from the outside is not necessarily a wonderful thing.
Love this, L.N!
Porcelian is so pretty, especially the painted pieces. But also porcelian is soooooo brittle that it cracks and breaks very easily. Your beautiful words are very fitting.
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love the imagery of this,
apt job.