Haiku – Page 16 – My Tales Within

Tasty dough

Hot grill bakes Cheese and sauce melt into dough Taste in eyes too

soft buns brown Fiery treat within, bitten next Taste is music

Warm as a rose Beyond the seen, in Red Unseen is the glow

Yellow yeast yawns you yell your Yoodle yap Yoghurt you yearn

The flying Kite soaring the sky only because its tied. Snap!! The string breaks And its free.

The banyan tree Glowing outside and within Music plays on it’s roots