Reading this felt like sitting quietly with someone who is finally ready to open their heart—slowly, honestly & without filters. This collection isn’t just poetry; it’s a life unfolding in three-line breaths. Each haiku feels like a moment the author once held tightly, now released into the world with grace & courage.
What struck me most was how deeply personal the experience felt. It’s rare to read a book that makes you pause after almost every page & think, “Have I ever felt this too?” Whether he speaks of love that nourishes, lust that consumes, or the confusion of a life interrupted by pain & transformation, the emotions land with an intimacy that lingers long after closing the book.
The sections on love were especially touching—gentle, grounded & full of a yearning that feels universal. “Saying ‘I love you’ should mean I am committed…”—a simple line, but it kept echoing in my mind. The author reminds us that love isn’t a performance; it’s an intent, an offering, a quiet promise we make with our actions more than our words.
The transition into lust is bold & unapologetically real. Instead of shying away, the author embraces desire as something human, honest & deeply connected to memory. These haikus are raw, sometimes playful, sometimes intense & always genuine. I found myself smiling at the unexpected humor sprinkled between the lines—“Remember these lips?”—because even in passion, the author writes with clarity & presence.
But the most powerful part for me was “Confusion.” Here, his vulnerability becomes the book’s heartbeat. The reflections on incarceration, faith, disappointment & inner healing felt like reading pages carved from the soul. The honesty is almost disarming. My heart beats with hope..—a reminder that even in the darkest spaces, the human spirit searches for light.
What makes this book unforgettable is its authenticity. Every poem feels like an exhale, a release, a truth that needed a home. And as a reader, you feel honored to be invited into that space.
If you’ve ever wondered how much emotion can fit into just 17 syllables, this book answers that beautifully
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