Haiku poem:
I’m making haikus,
but I don’t know what to write.
Oh, I written one.
Haiku poem:
I’m making haikus,
but I don’t know what to write.
Oh, I written one.
Dark, Darker, Yet Darker.
Darkness. It can grow.
Dark, darker, yet darker. Dark.
It grows, yet darker……
In The Fog.
Something’s in the fog.
It comes close, closer. It’s near.
I must run, or hide……
Money
Money breaks people,
Millions and millions,
So little is good.