Her mouth spilled ink and
just like that I became another one
of her heartbreaking, bestselling stories.
Category: Haiku
Haiku #12
Haiku #11
Haiku #10
Granny made cookies for her
Darlings, but her dog ate those up
Before she could even scowl.
Haiku #9
Haiku #8
Hidden after the deepest oceans, loftiest mountains,
Thinnest paths and nameless troubles lies the treasure,
Many of us find short of finding. The real us.
Haiku #7
Haiku #6
Haiku #5
Memories, written in indelible ink,
Can be erased at will.
Which ever, whenever you want.