Styles of Poetry_Haiku

bird

With signed confession

They asked if I was guilty.

I never confessed.

~Every misjudged one.

—–.—–.—–.—–

 

shadow

 

When candles die out

But the book remains open,

Even shadows learn to read.

~ Persistent ones

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