Tea’s Tea Haiku #2

A cute Haiku poem written on a bottle of tea. *_*

Sunlight in my house.. Follows me and fills my rooms.. Like my own children.
Bruce Goldner

8-Word Stories #33

They met again in unknown restaurant, unknown street.

The floor creaked at 2AM, he left again.

Come to your senses, you foolish starry-eyed boy.

I’m your shadow, what am I without you.

Longing rage to possess that which isn’t yours.

The clock struck ten, time to hunt again.

Did you hear her pleading whispers at night?

A cold denial, filled with feelings of remorse.

Musty carpets. Cigarette burnt sheets. Smell of abandonment.