Sleep

a haiku

I dearly love sleep
It motivates me to work
Sleep is my best friend.


Without A Clue

a limerick

There was a girl who loved you
But you hurt her until she was blue
Her eyes were places for tears
Her heart a target for spears
Until she left without a clue.


Power

a Tanka

Power is cruel.
Those who hold power is cruel
when greed co-exists.
Greed sends them back wanting more,
the sin of greed hurts all men.