Three line confessions.

I hate small talk.
I hate it when people talk about meaning-less things like the weather while the more important conversations lurk deep inside, unsaid.
And I hate the fact that most of the haikus are about autumn.

So heres my try at coming up with a decent haiku.
At times I have followed the 5-7-5 , at times I haven't.

Condolence
Fell undecidedly

such small morbid salt crystals 

on my lap his tears.

Wave me a last goodbye

Moving round and round

  gray on grime ; rust on rust ; a

farewell, finally  bid.

Humans
The devil’s tongue in 
a clay mouth; self-assured for 
thy heart Virginal.

To be flushed
(an ode to my lil) 

Dead lily dreaming

on the top of the fish bowl

she floats.

To fat or not to fat
On the crossroads of life

she makes her choice
full cream over skimmed.

As I retrace his footsteps
A sad tune
the skylarks in love whine
of ecstasy.

A mid-summer night's kiss

He melts with a kiss
glutinous, soft; in my mouth
my oatmeal cookie.

Just one last one,

Can you weep out a laugh
O you!who taught
how to empathize

To the moth who imparts lessons of compassion.