New Start Haiku

when illusions burst
you freeze. stand still.
all you remember is how to loose.
and the feel of the noose
doesn't evoke a chill.

nonexistence beckons
its colors - transparent, none.
like an elusive Beckett
after Godot was gone.

by Yana Djin

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Hi! I was expecting a haiku made of 17 syllables.....I was looking for that kind of pieces....anyway thanks for sharing your creations.