Complete Collection of Haiku

Story by Coffee the Cow on SoFurry

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Bunch of Haiku I made.


"hallowed sun, praise thee." / strawberry moon glazes the sky, / "oh frabjous day!" he shout.

a crisp summer's breeze; / the curtains dance in the wind; / i sip lemonade.

cotton candy clouds, / a tasteful art, in the sky; / painted by god's hand.


sand between my toes. / and water, the river flows. / rocks drift from the sea.

i am dead, internally. / questionable sanity, yes. / it hurts, truly, ow

fuck fuck fuck fuck yes / i won, i beat the damn game. / the game of life. wow.

childhood abuse, it hurts. / terrible father figure, / he's a growing pain.

a precise knife cut / he slit my throat, i blacked out. / i took my last breath.'


poetry divine, / i seek the valley of time, / pristine will i rhyme.

dauntless emotion, / vocation to what i do best, / i live, i prosper

i am the farmer, / i reap the land and sow the, / tides of change, i am.

bounty infinite, the downfall of all poverty, and we shall make amends.

a cataclysmic sorrow, / died to a fire, he was young, / father mourns his death

a potential, unbound. / walking on the solid ground, / you support my fall

you, you are the air. / you fill my lungs, cleanse my soul. / spirits shy away.

negative power, / abused by "righteous" and "mighty." / two souls whose sin amounts.

i am the lava, / the natural predator, / yet i fear water.

i am the water, / i quench your thirst and cleanse you, / yet not infinite


i press my hand to / the cold, fragile window pane / it cries out "it's cold."

like a fish i graze / in the blue grass called water / i dine constantly

Haiku amateur / Syllables suck, as do you / Syllable wizard

happiness is weird; / the "i", a syllable, yet, / i, am not happy

raindrops on window / teardrops flood, fall, from my eyes / i'm mother nature.

chopped onions, they sting. / i rub my eyes, now they burn. / ..i don't like onions.

my body is tense, / and my heart aches but at least / i have my pancakes.

knowledge cannot age, / yet it can be superseded. / you are smart, for now.

the spring reassures me / "fall is gone" the leaves rustled / wise man named Season

smelling burnt toast, why? / could it be a stroke or not? / i'm stuck with questions.

haiku about time, / as you read this you can tell / your time is now mine.


A Compilation of Haiku that tells the story of a Hurricane survivor.

i devour the sky, / craving the clouds and i soar / i am god, mortal.

drifting wearily / summer's breeze swiftly approach / though i wait, content.

verses and verses, / and verses and verses and, / verses of music

petals fall gently, / one, two, three, four more fall down. / gentle sway of life

i envy you, sea. / a tender blue, yet choppy. / i envy you, true

infinitely true, / a key to willpower and mind, / though, i do not mind.

powerful breeze now, / the trees are doing yoga. / be careful, children.

a hurricane wreaks, / havoc on the shore of my, / village, i'm distraught.

i'm at your mercy. / a higher power than i. / please be gentle, god.

a final breath. gasp. / i fade into the blackened / abyss, it's quiet.

my body tenses, / though i cannot help but sigh. / air bubbles ascend

though i was fearful, / i'm now at peace, in the hands / of mother nature

prosperity immense, / i will find my way through here, / for i will prevail.