Tanka is a form of Japanese poetry. There are five lines in this type of poem.
Though I had heard of the term before, I did not have the chance to explore this form previously.
Did so thanks to the Tanka contest opportunity by Blogchatter.
It was great to read the Tankas of Kamala Ramesh.
I tried reading up more about Tanka. Here are some of my lines as my maiden creation.
Hope you like my five Tankas presented below:
--o--
that sea beckoned me
my pitcher was not enough
needy and greedy
more pitchers to gather stuff
from the deep vast knowledge sea
--o--
felt I am ugly
they said continuously
I saw the mirror
myself for the first time
saw the goddess of beauty
--o--
stop being a bull
they taunt me everyday
I make my choice
sensible bull with voice
am bullish about life
--o--
filled with ecstasy
feast my eyes on my love
the dead cannot touch
I want to spell and express...
unspoken words weigh so much
--o--
the target was hit
my enemy danced with glee
saw blood on my hand
I fell flat struck suddenly
after killing enemy
--o--
Which Tanka did you like best?
Please do share your comments.
