breaking through the shell
of night, dawn peeps, tremulous
at prisoner me
trying to break free
from a self-built prison
yet another day
as sleep fades like mist
and I wake yet again
into illusion
~~~
Carpe Diem prompt – the day begins
breaking through the shell
of night, dawn peeps, tremulous
at prisoner me
trying to break free
from a self-built prison
yet another day
as sleep fades like mist
and I wake yet again
into illusion
~~~
Carpe Diem prompt – the day begins
Awaking into illusion isn’t always the worst thing that can happen to a person! 🙂
Daybreak
True. It is a prison nevertheless 🙂 Thanks for dropping in.
there is a darkness in your word…
reminds me of the pessimist saying
I woke this morning and that destroyed the day.
Thanks Bjorn. It is not necessarily pessimistic, it is more in tune with Advaita which sees the material world as an illusion.
suffering is hard to awaken to/ you depict that well if not sadly
Thanks Moondustwriter. The prison of illusion is not necessarily sad if you see it clearly.
Very esoteric 🙂
Well done
Thanks Tigerbrite 🙂
WOW! This is a very strong series of haiku … I like the strenght in these and the true hope for a new day … A new day will rise …
Welcome at Carpe Diem I hope to see you here again (By the way I am your host at Carpe Diem).