~ Tanka ~ A Japanese poem that is 31 syllables long and is written in five lines and follow a 5-7-5-7-7 syllable pattern. ~ The word Tanka translates to "short poem" or "short song". ~
A well lit path is not part of my journey Mine's through a dark ally The thoughts that emerge from the shadows come in a hurry A savage flurry of the eire Physically consumed with how badly this could turn out for me
I thought love consumed Before you made me see hate I hope you now see What the truth of me is I'm a monster And I have your name, address and number Sweet Dreams, you will sleep for a long long time When I'm done with you
Looking at the map, my eyes find their way to the unnamed borders, the many lines that divide the land and the sea, the civilised, and the savage. I dimly wonder if those lines are truly the ends of the earth, or are they beginnings of a new world?
