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Written: November 6, 2025, for Brian Strand Contest

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peek through the doorway
he hides roses, not the bill—
love has its limits

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Jenish Somadas

November 10, 2025 at 8:52 PM

lovely and subtle.. Congrats on your placement, Sotto..

Maclawrence Famuyiwa

November 10, 2025 at 1:30 PM

Nice imagery "he hides roses, not the bill". Congrats.

Valsa George

November 9, 2025 at 7:58 PM

The last line tells it all ! The humor and sarcasm in the middle line make one think of the tendency of some 'clever' people. Great haiku.

Sara Kendrick

November 9, 2025 at 7:25 AM

Creative and descriptive about the situatution to a point. Why did he buy roses and for whom? It makes me want to laugh but then not want to laugh. Sara K

Jennifer Proxenos

November 8, 2025 at 8:45 AM

So clever, a touch of sarcasm, entertaining - wishing you loads of luck in the contest my friend. I hope you are keeping well Lasaad. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.

Andrea Dietrich

November 7, 2025 at 4:02 PM

Amusing one. Great job

sara Etgen-Baker

November 7, 2025 at 6:59 AM

clever, with a hint of sarcasm. well done for the contest. :-)

Anne-Lise Andresen

November 7, 2025 at 2:17 AM

- ... shows the bill and brags about it ... :) - He shouldn't have bought those roses :) - Excellent written, Las :) - GL in the contest :) - hugs

Mickey Grubb

November 6, 2025 at 3:37 PM

Sotto, this is a beautifully compact and emotionally resonant haiku. I detect a subtle wink of Billy Collins-style humor in your haiku. Especially the last line, “love has its limits” is both resigned and wry. A great example of Collins' tendency to end poems with a quiet twist that reframes everything. But, your lines could be interpreted as the bittersweet truth that affection doesn’t always erase obligation. Wow, a masterful piece I enjoyed reading over and over. So much in few words.