A Lost Poem on the Bookmark [Prose-Tanka] (Re-post)

Today I’m sharing my first Tanka wrote for Colleen Chesebro Weekly Poetry Challenge #20 (prompts were Angel and Devil).   The following 5 lines were actually found in a torn piece of paper–kept as a bookmark in an old out-of-print Bengali book I own. The language–Bengali–was of s’thing that was spoken in late 18th Century. So, I…

2 (Tanka): Mean & Have

vanity power expansion war lost its self becoming a mean to shout for weak peace is reflection see and react –xx– [Don’t know whether something like Angsty Tanka exists. So, trying one. Let me know your thoughts.] peace was what I had when you were here beside me war is what I have empty pack of cigarettes…

Desire (Tanka)

  weather was summer noon not beautiful soul but her body I crave for desire got life drop of rain magic curse of distance lave –xx– #Lave is literary term for Wash RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge #145: Beautiful & Curse Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Challenge #30: Wish (Crave) & Magic Weekly Tanka Prompt Challenge #41: Weather & Life Haiku Horizons #165: Drop