I search
my moon all the way
horizon of hope
offers solace in the midnight
rekindling vastness of the sky
Pravat Kumar Padhy,
India
I painted
throughout night
my memories
of grief and anguish
remain as patches of white
Pravat Kumar Padhy,
India
autumn morning
all my wishes fall apart
some drains
into the meandering river
rest blown before I could gather
Pravat Kumar Padhy,
India
the spider
rides up and down
on the mirror
I readjust my face
picking up the shinny hair
Pravat Kumar Padhy,
India
thin moon
in the hot summer
the nest swings
catching darkness
everywhere
Pravat Kumar Padhy,
India
the train
whistles to start
I carry her
memories till I reach
the stretched distance
Pravat Kumar Padhy,
India
Undertow Tanka Review, Issue #1, August 2014 (Ed.Sergio A. Ortiz)
http://undertowtankareview.blogspot.in/
my moon all the way
horizon of hope
offers solace in the midnight
rekindling vastness of the sky
Pravat Kumar Padhy,
India
I painted
throughout night
my memories
of grief and anguish
remain as patches of white
Pravat Kumar Padhy,
India
autumn morning
all my wishes fall apart
some drains
into the meandering river
rest blown before I could gather
Pravat Kumar Padhy,
India
the spider
rides up and down
on the mirror
I readjust my face
picking up the shinny hair
Pravat Kumar Padhy,
India
thin moon
in the hot summer
the nest swings
catching darkness
everywhere
Pravat Kumar Padhy,
India
the train
whistles to start
I carry her
memories till I reach
the stretched distance
Pravat Kumar Padhy,
India
Undertow Tanka Review, Issue #1, August 2014 (Ed.Sergio A. Ortiz)
http://undertowtankareview.blogspot.in/
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