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What Is A Haiku?

What is a haiku?

Haiku is an unrhymed type of poetry, originating in Japan, the purpose of a haiku is to give, describe, and create vivid images from the nature in only three lines. A traditional haiku contains a total of seventeen syllables,where each line contains a specified set of syllables;

  1. The first line contains five syllables.
  2. The middle line contains seven syllables.
  3. The last line contains five syllables. 
Traditional haiku also have two essential elements;

  1. The Kireji (A cutting word!)
  2. The Kigo (The reference to a particular season)
tting word!)
2.
The Kigo (The seasonal reference by means of words)
As directed in the haiku “The Old Pond”, composed by Matsuo Basho;
The old pond,
A frog jumps in-
Splash! The sound of water.

           

Haiku-1

As a water drop falls,

Melody of ripple rises in pond,

Too loud to be heard.


Haiku-2

A scar from yore, 

A thousand sins to redeem,

Still the scar heals.

 

Haiku-3

Ethereal moonlit night,

A huge wave soars over the sea,

Why still day dreaming?



Haiku-4

Sweet and sour in oranges,

Sour seems good sweet tastes better,

Still both together taste best.

 


Haiku-5

Stars shine in night’s dark,

Sins are but scars are not flaws,

Still moon shines in dawn.

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