Day 4 of my 100 Days of Haiku: A Letter to the Parents

Dear parents of kids,
Do you want them to get hurt?
Be responsible.


Glass Rain

There it goes again

It pours like running chains

Coming from the silver bucket

Preparing to struck it


It was the usual morning

Coffee grinding

Keyboard typing

And a few snoring


Then people start going near the glass window

While I was about to gather my pillow

Inside the box.


They ooh’ed and aah’ed at the sight

But something wasn’t right,

The running chains start to pour,

Followed by thunders roar


When did people become fascinated by the rain?

When it’s just a weather that’s in gray plain.

Though, the rain makes it feel like you are sheltered

And keeping safe your feelings being weltered.