Fallen Behind

Another haiku popped into my head, but I like the previous one better.

Spring is coming forth,

to people's joy,

yet I linger in darkness...

Author's Note

Be honest. This one doesn't seem like anything special to me, but I read somewhere that traditional haiku poems often have something to do with seasons, so I thought I'd give it a shot.

Reviews

[IAmGhost120]

I think you did well with this format. I've written a lot of untraditional haikus, too. But I feel if you understand the beauty of haiku, then I think you can change it around. As long as you get your meaning across and it flows, it works. I feel like you understand haiku, and I like what you've done. Great.

[Cid]

Yeah, it's not that bad! Sounds unique! I think, your words're very nice you used into the piece.
Keep it up!

[Tomislav Petricevic]

Thanks, man!

[Nath]

Short but bittersweet. Not to all spring brings joy, but makes the contrast between the cheery environment and the darkness within all the stronger.
I love how you present this contrast between outside and inside in so few lines.
I guess nothing can really dispel the darkness that we feel caged in, even if the world is bathed in light and life.
Wonderful poem.

[Angelic Surrender]

This is pretty good. I like it :)

[❀ Gabriela ..]

Sad and emotional, but really beautiful. Great haiku.

[eatmills]

English Haiku's are formed differently than the traditional Japanese. Don't be fooled into the old 575 Tanka routine. The idea is to keep the poem under 19 syllables.

It's a good English formed Haiku.

[patricia]

This made me think about the lime green seed that is ready to germinate just below the soil, any moment it will lift its heavy head and see daylight. Lovely. Thankyou.

[♪The Girl Next Do..]

I can really understand this haiku. I relate all to well to having so many people in your life celebrating everything, and often times I can feel left behind. I love your ability to relay that message with so little words! Keep writing! :)

[Kaylor Mason]

That's a good example of one person who is surrounded by friends who are celebrating, and inside he's weeping only he can't show it (or he's afraid too) He lingers back in darknes so no one will see him crying, because he's scared and alone and doesn't want anyone to see him (sometimes we all need a place to hide, ya know?) I like this for a poem--it has multiple meanings and depths; my review was just one take on it. Nice work :)

[karen samarin]

nice shot .....