Below are a few Haiku I had written during the second year of my graduation. I thank my Psychology teacher Ms. Anushka Paul who introduced us to this form of poetry.

Power and money
Did not accompany him
Into his dark grave

My eyes followed them
Each of it carried a grain
The ants reached their hole

Bird pecks at the bark
Bark is hard; it keeps trying
Just to taste termite

Spring flower blossoms
Fly sucks the nectar in full
It wants nothing more

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