Haiku I Wrote on My iPhone

This is my haiku.
It is by no means my best,
But I still like it.

Once, I wrote often,
But did not write very well.
Now, I just don't write.

Do not try my patience -
I have little for your kind
(By which I mean fools).

Have you read my blog?
Ydac Retsim on Blogspot.
Look me up sometime.

I forgot how much
I enjoy writing Haiku
Quite Therapeutic.

Ode to a Stank Tree

Stank Tree, oh Stank Tree,
Why do you reek so much?
Like bathroom trash, and swampy ass
Like Sex, and Shame, and Such.

Stank Tree, oh Stank Tree,
Your stench, it makes me frown
So Stank Tree, you rank tree,
I hope they cut you down

Jilted

I find myself barred by both fate and chance.
Can't get up the nerve to ask you to the dance.
Love doesn't matter; it's my fear that restrains me.
Fear of rejection; now, what does that gain me?

It's psychological
It's so illogical
I've sabotaged my life since years ago.
I've lost my sanity
And my humanity
Forgotten things I thought I used to know.

I've waited too long; someone else asked you first
Life feels as if my existence is cursed
I drop to my knees; now I beg and I plead.
My eyes start to water; my heart starts to bleed.

It's psychological
It's so illogical
I've sabotaged my life since years ago.
I've lost my sanity
And my humanity
Forgotten things I thought I used to know.

It wouldn't have mattered if I'd asked you sooner
You'd never go out with such a sad loser.
I can't offer anything, save for my love,
But to one such as you that's not nearly enough.

To die for you would be nothing great,
My death's unimportant, and so it can wait.
I've only one sacrifice left I can give.
And so for you, my love, I've decided to live.