Mist Haiku

The night moon hangs
Armed men march to crush mankind
Houses on fire.

To Rage.


Fire and She

Lovable she stares
At the flame, he is long gone
She will meet him soon.

Sati was a funeral practice in India in which a widow must immolate herself by sitting on her husband’s funeral pyre. Nothing can be as disturbing as this.
I dedicate this haiku to them. I am not putting up a picture as it can be disturbing to many.