Rattling On/In My Chest: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

It’s hard to tell the/
difference between my phone’s buzz/
and chest congestion.

The Answer To Morning Temptations: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

Let the answer be:/
“NO!” It brought me nothing but/
messed up sheets and guilt.
OR

mussed sheets and sadness.

How can I tell you/
of my joyous return when/
you already left?

OR
How can he tell her/
of his joyous return when/
she already left?

How can I tell of/
the joys that I’m feeling deep,/
when she said goodbye?

OR
How can I relate/
the joys that I’m feeling, when/
she already left?

Satan wants our souls,/
his tenacity fueled by/
hate. God’s is by love.

I learned why I stay/
up late nights: Not to flirt, but/
to learn to be brave.
Or
… It’s not to flirt, but to learn brav’ry.

She’s like watching a/
radiant sunset. You can’t/
take your eyes off her.

What others think is/
not vital. Learn what works for/
you and God. Do that*.

OR
Have joy.

Facebook phone showed just/
her hair, face, neck: Enough to/
recall her night* gaze.

*thought