A heavy burden
To smile all the live long day
True face hid from sight

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on August 30, 2013, in Poetry, Senryu, Writing and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 7 Comments.

  1. Sigh…


  2. Nice haiku. Familiar sentiment. I use to have a face like that… It’s much better to feel the sun, though… even if it burns sometimes.


  3. Love your words in this haiku. Don’t pretend with faux smile. Not part of my nature.

    Left a message on ‘the book of guff’ – will leave here also,
    I will have to spend more time on your two blogs. Haiku is brilliant the way you create it. It is one of my favorite ways of expressing poetry. I got your comment to email. Do not have your address. Please check my avatar. Mine is a click away. Thank you. Jk


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