Friday, August 15, 2014

Wings Of Promises


wings of promises
soaring high in pristine hope
and then comes the fall


This Haiku is shared with Carpe Diem - Wings.



26 comments:

  1. Ah! Beautifully written but hate the feeling when hopes die and promises fail.

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  2. Ahhh profound! Loved this take :)

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  3. beautiful!! broken promises are like flightless birds... saddening !!

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  4. I like to believe that it is not a fall, just a break.

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  5. I was soaring ... soaring ... but then the fall ---
    Beautifully written.

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  6. Very true in many instances. Hopes are raised to be dashed later. Very much so when promises came with bad intentions. Nicely Amrit!

    Hank

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  7. You can just feel the impact of the fall...loved it

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  8. O! true,we can't predict when the fall is.

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  9. Well written ... the image grabbed me up .... then the fall ...

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  10. GOOODNESS GRACIOUS ME!! I am tired of complimenting you.
    BRILLIAAAAAAAAAAAANT.

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  11. the fall is always the furthest from the peak..

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