A Riddle, a Poem and a Haiku



A riddle:

If she kills, she’ll go to jail.
If she loves, she’ll go where they keep the insane.
If she does neither, she’s in pain.
If she says the truth,
They’ll see the cards with which she plays.
If she lies,
She won’t be herself.

A poem:

I’d gift you flowers,
Though I rather gift you a gun,
Because there is no rose
without spines.
I’d wait for that rose to grow
but I don’t have much time,
When you gift your rose to the one,
Will you remember it was me,
who gave you your spines?

A Haiku:

A beautiful girl…
She is afraid of freedom;
Am I to free her?