haiku

"How does one become a poet?" is what the postman naively asks Pablo Neruda in the great movie Il Postino. I absolutely love Neruda's answer."Walk as slowly as you can on the beach..and it will come to you- the metaphors".

When I read Tagore..I wonder the ingenuity of the inner painter who can make such magic with words...

I had a friend by the name Kiran who wreaked havoc on our sanity by making us read his poems!

And I believe deep inside, all of us want to play around with words...not just to feel like a poet but to be able to express like one.

And here are my feeble attempts to write something approaching a haiku ;)

Raindrops falling pitter-patter,

The splash of a puddle.

-A poem.

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A drunken singer,

Humming an old song

-Mosquito.