Haiku by Hnia Usman, Fourth Year

Tuesday, May 10, 2016 KELS 0 Comments Category : ,




five minutes back I've
set my clock so that time can
not beat me for once







like mist on a moor
the world revolves around me
cold, distant, unreal






once I was success
soaring high among the clouds
now I plummet down








the morning calls me
every day without fail
I never answer

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