Hot coffee, chocolate cake. Fresh haikus I bake. – PS

The guitar strings playing music, remind me of my mother. Not too tight, not too loose. – PS

Shore embraces sea, sea cleanses shore. Separate and connect. – PS

Raw mangoes on the tree. Rain droplets on my cheeks. I smell home. – PS

Strong and quiet, the tree gives me shelter. Dad seldom speaks. – PS

Tranquil night, I face the moon. My shadow falls behind. – PS

Oxygen enters me, carbon dioxide comes out. I am worth it. – PS