These haikus were supposed to reflect the colours and moods of our way to the creative writing class, which was at 8 o'clock in the morning. Our attempts. People are free to comment and laugh at us.
Sleep deprived.
Food deprived.
Boys rush to class.
Cycling.
Sky shining like glass.
While I walk.
Which changes as i think.
A new day.
Auspiciously yellow.
My eyes, red.
One more added.
a summer morning
boy wears Che,
on a Gucci t-shirt
This one is for a girl
a spring morning
garden of flowers
you add colors to it
Friday, August 29, 2008
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