Poetry by Farah Lawal Harris

Old Love Haiku

old love is perfume
stuck in my favorite scarf,
hanging on by threads.


18 responses

  1. malcolmjames

    New love is coffee,
    Warm, sweet, and caffeinated.
    It gives such a rush.

    December 5, 2008 at 9:59 am

  2. love is generous
    yet cruel, breaking us in two,
    making us want one.

    December 5, 2008 at 10:33 am

  3. malcolmjames

    Love is a trickster,
    giving us a taste of “one.”
    but keeping us two.

    This isn’t quite the leap I’d hoped to make with another verse…

    December 5, 2008 at 1:00 pm

  4. Haha…I like it.

    two souls searching hard
    join and hang on for dear life
    and then call it “love”.

    December 5, 2008 at 1:22 pm

  5. love is one
    and another one
    that makes not two but one

    December 5, 2008 at 5:24 pm

  6. maybe love is three:
    you plus me plus hope that the
    future will add up.

    December 5, 2008 at 7:19 pm

  7. malcolmjames

    One plus one makes three
    some kind of “new math,” must be.
    This three sets us free.

    December 5, 2008 at 10:54 pm

  8. strange arithmetic
    coupled with uncertainty
    somehow sets me free?

    December 6, 2008 at 1:16 am

  9. free you are
    before entering this game
    free you should be, while you are in

    December 6, 2008 at 3:40 pm

  10. i put love in chains.
    it is a bird in a cage
    with an open door.

    December 6, 2008 at 8:35 pm

  11. the door is open
    good can always enter
    eveil can always leave

    December 7, 2008 at 11:16 am

  12. malcolmjames

    Love is the answer
    to all these riddles we write
    of good and evil.

    This good and evil,
    the ways we see ev’rything,
    Are all in our minds.

    December 7, 2008 at 5:30 pm

  13. thinking does not live
    in the jumping heart and soul
    of one who feels love.

    December 7, 2008 at 11:41 pm

  14. in three lines
    i have tryed to explain love
    which only needs one heart

    December 8, 2008 at 4:24 am

  15. malcolmjames

    We are all one heart
    When we let go of thinking
    And see not “other.”

    December 9, 2008 at 11:11 pm

  16. i do see “other”
    therefore without a lover
    or understanding.

    December 10, 2008 at 12:31 am

  17. amanda

    old love never dies
    it continues inside us
    Unconditional ❤

    December 25, 2008 at 11:49 pm

  18. unconditional
    with old love sometimes has rules
    like “stay in the past”.

    December 26, 2008 at 12:13 pm

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