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Another tanka focusing on my minor cold symptoms. I know I probably shouldn't be over-dramatic about things like that but it's still fun to write about in my opinion.
#Heart #Heart #Ill #Illness #PeaceSick #Stone #Tanka #VestigialVestigial
Such an empty sky Countless pensive glances are Over and over Swallowed swift, before their time If only I could keep them
A soft fluttering A pulse that pushes beyond Beating of the heart Oh to express the joys of, A soap opera here and there
No words escape me The sun will rise tomorrow Or so I am told
Lofting lazily Enter murky depths of feel Quivering eyelids Two heavy from the weight of The thoughts that lead me astray
The darkest of nights It is on these nights I turn To these keys, clicking Fervently beyond reason Behind safely shadowed doors
初めては いつも苦しい 二回には?
Such sweet aroma Breathe in the color deeply Exhale precious wafts Crisp Citric spiral peelings, Fill my compost disposal
Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me
Distractions of youth Parade like bright spring flowers Always on the mind Entangling my weak heart To the land of mud and ice
To puddle one’s words Few are willing to admit Myself least of all To fall and land upon earth Closer to Earth than before?
Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more
The spotlight glares down Bright, bright, sight, sight My cloak swiftly surrounds White, White, Swish, Swish, The fabric shell billows but stays
A midst cold classrooms Seemingly short dialect Audio-connect Slowly frozen hearts will drip As conversations bubble
To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling
Five points to this as stated thus… Five; to pick up things once falle… Four; to grasp all things from wir… Three; to greet, to cheat, and din… Two; to bind wild lovers with gold…