I was a crystal,
shattered, fissured, until turned
into frosted glass.
Time snatches all- innocence, beauty, charm, but endows us with the best tools of our survival, that are maturity and wisdom. My Haiku portrays an inevitable reality of a woman’s life.
A Haiku is a Japanese poem traditionally comprising of seventeen syllables, in three lines of ‘five’, ‘seven’, and ‘five’, which evokes natural images
— Sangeeta Mishra