Lovely HaikusThe three little words,Do I hold them much too loose?I can't help myself...Hopeless romantic?Is that what they call me now?I suppose it's trueWhat I'll do for you,hug you, kiss you, love you lotsAnd anything elseIs this really love?Thoughts of you flood in my headIt might be, who knows?
Bored HaikusWhat is this questionAfter all these long, long years...Where is my money?I ate my shoe onceThan I ate the other oneNow I walk barefootI'm no ladies man,I never felt a woman,I'm still a virgin...Life passes me by,Childhood beaten out of me,These days, I'm quite oldI am not insane,I don't try to be crazy,I'm just too damn BORED!
For Holden CaulfieldWhere have the happy children gone?All I see is dirty kids with weaponsTrading in their warm mittens for knives,Their aspiring imaginiation for perverted and angry minds,Innocent smiles for twisted grinsHave they all fallen off the cliff?
My CrushI see them now,The intruder of my dreams,Even though they are now welcomed,They still make me embarrassed, and fearfulTo how close they really are.
Depressed HaikusI talked to Alice,About many, many thingsBut I forgot whatI saw the futureBut it wasn't any goodSo I killed myselfMost people bore meI'd rather talk to the wallsAt least they are realA fool became kingBecause nobody else wouldThey didn't have guts
Suicide AgainIs there any end to this suffering?.....Yes...there is...but it's rather unpleasant.