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Click hereHere I sit beneath a veil of tears
Outside the garden of hope
The willows weep.
There is no path up the mountain
I must climb
To the stars.
There is no breath
No wind...
My ship can't sail without.
Where are the kindred of my soul?
I am blinded by the rain
Where is the sun?
The poems have some merit. But haiku they are not: 5-7-5.
this one is tough to read, to get a fix on, I can't decide if it is ironic juxtaposition or something else.