Sunday, April 26, 2015

7 tanka

1.
a rush of lava
rising up through my veins ...
God says
'try going down the stairs,
slowly stepping backwards '


2.
trying to flee
from noxious fumes:
should the almighty
be sending his blessings
in the guise of bullets


3.
the mountains,
mighty as they may be,
cannot drape themselves
with gold, as i can : boasts
the emperor, unclothed


4.
your absence
beckons me to your warmth...
my fingers
dig deep into pockets
of cold silence


5.
how bright
the sunshine
of yesterdays...
blinking fireflies
pierce the twilight gloom


6.
immerse your self
in the symphony
of ocean waves--
watch the sun unfurl a day
at Vavathurai


7.
he feeds pigeons
with tales from the past
gathered
from candid confessions
of autumn leaves


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