We often pray for a splash of relief when the sun gets harsh. Whenever I saw the soiled trees in my garden, I prayed for rains. I always wished it could rain cats and dogs to see the real green of those dust coated leaves and of course, for a cool escape from the scorching heat.
That day too, I wished for rains and it happened. But before the trees could be washed away for their glory, one of the fruit laden mango trees collapsed to the ground. My heart wept like those raindrops along with that hailstorm. This picture tells the sad story of that dark night which, though brought a refreshing change in the weather yet turned out to be fatal for my favorite mango tree.
Mizzling was awaited,
but the brunette sky wept with
वर्षा की आहट,
पर स्याह आकाश ने बरसाए
विनाश के आँसू |
— Sangeeta Mishra
A Haiku is a Japanese poem traditionally comprising of seventeen syllables, in three lines of ‘five’, ‘seven’, and ‘five’, which evokes natural images, now a days referred to as #micropoetry.