Believing In Ourselves To Do: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

Once we finally/
see our true selves, we start to/
suspend disbelief.

Master Our True Emotions: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

If we find truths and/
master emotions from them,/
we perfect ourselves.

There is a point when/
experiencing is more/
vital than life.

She thought that I slept,/
but I was simply watching o’er/
her while she slumbered.

When she said writing/
my feelings wasn’t needed,/
she ripped off fingers.

Bird flies, faces out/
of her cage, strains to self-train/
so she’ll stay on track.

She gazes downward/
as if to read her soul, deep./
May I turn pages?

In God’s temple there’s/
folks with tats, ‘cuz He just cares/
where their hearts are at.

There should be a poem/
for her birthday, but she’s too/
awesome. Oh, wait. There!

Did the celebrants/
choose the event location/
to describe her looks?