I face the corner
tossed away, back handed slap
I do not fit in.
* * * * * *
You, lie, back- stabber
try to steal my character,
* * * * * * * * * * * *
The scraps of my soul
Now discarded in gray ash
Shows me who YOU are.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Breathe, stay in Goodness
Don’t be influenced by them
Let your own heart rule.
Scraps of soul can be recycled, can they not?
Tattered Scraps of Shade
Standing in your own truth can be a big challenge! But in the end, it is worth it!
Beautifully done, letting your heart rule is tough but it is the best way indeed.
Yes one must be strong and believe in ones own judgement.
Well done! They say so much but in the end love will win.
wow…so cleverly done…outstanding..
So wonderfully written. 🙂
And 3rd one outshines all…
My personal favorite!
These are each entire and complete hyper-short stories. Fabulous. I enjoyed each jewel. 🙂 Alice
That last line says it all – Let your own heart rule. Great set!
I particularly like the way you’ve used the concept of scrap in several of the haiku without using the actual word. Goooooooooooooood!