Haiku #6

A New Year is here
No one to kiss at midnight
A single peck, please?

Haiku #5

Guns are the answer?
Then what is the question?
Your rights or their life?

The countdown begins
Slowly saying my goodbyes
I’ll miss you the most

The snow is falling
On virgin snow, I leave mine
Waiting for the crunch

Alone in the cold
Imagining you are here
Such a painful bliss