Haiku #13

the house’s west window

lets in the fading daylight

blue, orange then black

© dixitmrityunjay, 2020. September heart-to-hearts.

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For Open Link Night at dVerse Poets Pub: https://dversepoets.com/2020/02/20/celebrating-oln-from-san-diego/ Host : Lillian.

Haiku #12: my mind goes

My mind goes

back and forth

Like a piston with

very short length of stroke.

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Haibun: Golden moment

It was just another Spring afternoon, the Sun shone on the steel tracks making them gold, when I first saw her and she saw me. Our minds and hearts conversed, hers hazel-brown met with mine dark brown, the Spring Sun shone on her beautiful black hair from the train window, then the golden moment lingered on. There are moments caught between heart-beats, magic moments, with golden shine of their own, they can shine through time. This was one of those moments.

Sweet Spring sceneries

Travelled past by

us in train

Afternoon affair

© dixitmrityunjay, 2020. September heart-to-hearts.

For dVerse Poets Pub: https://dversepoets.com/2020/02/17/prosery-between-heartbeats/
Host: Kim, Prompt line: ‘There are moments caught between heart-beats’.

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Haiku #11

Mobile photography on Samsung J7 Nxt

Sinking into blue

The rosy Sunset light

Fading into evening sky

© dixitmrityunjay, 2019. September heart-to-hearts.

Mobile Photography on Samsung J7 Nxt

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An Afternoon Affair

That afternoon

Was just like any other

Until her eyes met mine

Just for a moment

A magic moment.

I knew that she felt it too

I could see by the look in her eyes.

Then she quickly looked away

Towards the view offered by the train window

I lingered on a few more seconds

I thought about her, how the Sun looked on her hair.

Then I looked away too and resumed reading my book.

After a while, I saw her sitting there, and our eyes met once again.

Our eyes met again and again

That spring afternoon, in the train.

One time, she even smiled

and my heart went boom,

I wanted to hold her hand in mine.

The sceneries began to disappear,

The station was here

I tried to steal, one last magic moment

but she took me by surprise

As she came close and stood there

Her lips close to mine

It was her station too

I let her stand that way in the line

and just wished that the station never came.

The station came, I got out

Then looked behind, to steal one last magic moment

Again, she took me by surprise

As she offered me her hand

Asking me to help her land

and my heart went boom

As I held her hand in mine

She held it tight

So that she wouldn’t fall

I just wished that she’d fall

I’ll hold her, and that’d be all.

She didn’t fell, she too got out

She blushed, and thanked me.

I blushed, and thanked her.

For our lovely afternoon affair.

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Haiku #10

A witch waits

At a lonely crossroads

Its green eyes shine

Black tail flickers

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The Joker of Gotham

Heavy breathing,

heavy heart, tears falling,

mind falling apart,

laughing till lungs choke.

No one pays no mind,

tough times

restless mind.

Death makes more sense than life.


Ten Thousand violins playing

in the busy streets of Gotham.

Ten Thousand rats eating away

the busy streets of Gotham.

The city’s on fire.

Just put on a happy face,

His mother says

And spread joy & laughter.

So, Arthur works in Chuckletown

as a clown,

Freaky laughing

Children crying.

It’s hard, with mental illness

To make people laugh.

So he tries harder,

uses a prop, ‘cuz he loves his job.

Clown with a gun, would be fun.

But Arthur gets fired and back-stabbed in Gotham.

Assholes lose jobs everyday in Gotham,

People get stabbed everyday in Gotham.


Depression, frustration, a thousand stairs.

Arthur’s life takes a turn,

As he lets go & embraces

the city of Gotham and dances

to the rhythm of Ten Thousand violins.

Clowns on fire

‘Cuz of triple murders.

Now some people pay mind.

Chaos everywhere,

The show has just begun.

Arthur becomes the Joker,

The Joker of Gotham,

The king of Gotham.

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Song: My December

This is my December,
this is my dim-amber sky.
This is my December,
burning red embers.

CH: And I give it all away,
just to have someone to go to.
Give it all away,
to have someone to come home to.

This is my December,
they are my regretful deeds.
This is me starting again,
an another ending.

CH: And I give it all away,
just to have someone to go to.
Give it all away,
to have someone to come home to.

This is my tribute to one of my favorite rock bands: Linkin Park. It’s eerie and amazing how someone whom you’ve never met can make such a huge impact on your life. When Chester (Lead singer of the band, with voice of an angel and scream that of a demon) died in 2017, I was devastated, I remember I didn’t even go to college that day. Their songs are the soundtracks to so many of my childhood memories. Now, when I’ve listened to variety of music from Beatles and Rolling Stones, to Elton John and Bee Gees, Metal, Rap etc. Linkin Park has and always will have, a special place in my heart, where I go to when I get nostalgic.
I wrote this piece in December 2019, the chorus part is taken as it is from the original song, the verses are mine. I was thinking of Chester when I wrote this song, a man whom I’ve never met and sadly, never will.

@dixitmrityunjay, 2019. September heart-to-hearts.

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