青い空 花に浮かれる その頃に Aoi sora Hana ni ukareru Sono koro ni Blue skies, I become intoxicated with blossoms On those days
春が来た 美しい花 泣きました Haru ga kita Utsukushii hana Nakimashita Spring has come! The beautiful flowers, They cried
寒い夜 静かな景色 青の空 Samui yoru Shizukana keshiki Ao no sora Cold nights Quiet scenery Blue skies
「好き」と言う 明日は雨だ 嘘でしょう You said “I like you” Tomorrow it will rain It’s a lie, isn’t it?
From time to time, I like to write haiku poetry and so I decided to share it here along with my other Japan-related posts. While I am not an expert at writing them, I do enjoy the zen that it gives me. Haikus follow a very strict form: 3 lines with 5-7-5 mora (syllables) each. …