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Tanka Girl Poems | Tanka Poems About Girl

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Daddy's Little Girl

Daddy’s little girl -
chip off the old hard hitter -
I watch and I learn. . . . . 
I'll make the world my ball and
make it work; Dad showed me how!

Written by Andrea Dietrich
For LInda-Marie's Contest:
"Baby Babbles"

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2011

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Her Breakable Heart

 A breakable heart
And the fragrance of a rose
 Some tears in her eyes
For an unknown destiny
And a cold night of city

Copyright © Goran Rahim | Year Posted 2013

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Red Haired Girl

Her hair flows smoothly It’s red as the morning sky Her eyes are so green There’s freckles on her kind face Looking unique, she’s gorgeous
Russell Sivey

Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2013

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My Little Girl

color my worth with
hand prints on my heart and home
finger paint princess
a rainbow bright on dark nights
my little darling sunshine

For contest: top ten tanka
date march 8, 2015

Copyright © Adam W. Hunter | Year Posted 2015

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Summer Night

summer storm
her bra on the sofa
undressing. . .
faint scent
dark hair falling

Copyright © Thomas Martin | Year Posted 2015

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College Girl

Class at 8:00
Late nights and early mornings
Papers and exams
Four years turned into six years
I will obtain my degree

Copyright © Angelica Grier | Year Posted 2012

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Watermelon smiles

A torrent of life,
Bursting like a bud in spring.
Face squashed to a smile,
Leading me with eager grip
To the see-saw and the swings.

Copyright © Mike Miller | Year Posted 2014

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Boy Meets Girl

The first time they met, 
He fell in love with her and
Hoped she liked him too.

She said he was cute,
He always made her laugh and
She needed some fun -
But she could tell he was not
The sort of guy to hurt her.

He gave his heart completely.
She said she loved him truly.
Since she left, he’s been writing
Sad, sad poetry.

Jack Horne

Copyright © jack horne | Year Posted 2011

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My Pink Girl

You are my pink girl One that I miss so badly That one special pearl Hold me like you are frozen In need of love, temptation A heart beating pink Flowing the fluid of life Resembling that stone Pearl essence so very grand A piece desired by many… But wants only me
Russell Sivey

Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2012

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A girl of my choice

A girl of my choice
Is all I am looking for
But I can’t find one
Like the endangered pandas
In this beautiful big world 

Copyright © Asif Andalib | Year Posted 2012

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Struggle day and night
to survive on the street lane
hawking and stealing
stand firm,sex selling at night
added;for she has no one.

Copyright © olusegun Arowolo | Year Posted 2012

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dies  quickly
as the wink
of a firefly

Copyright © Thomas Martin | Year Posted 2015

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You are not the Girl

You are not the girl
I used to know in those days
You’re now a shadow
Of those sweet things I saw then
Oh how time changes… It pains!

~I just wonder why some angels turn to devils later, may be due to certain circumstances.
It happens to some lovely little girls who grow up to become sluts due to harsh economic
situations. I have a big burden in my heart for them. I wish the world will change for them!

Copyright © Adeleke Adeite | Year Posted 2010

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Unrequited Loves

mental railing
against my past unrequited 
only faintly remembered
and left frozen in time

Copyright © Thomas Martin | Year Posted 2015

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Girl Sitting Alone

Girl sitting alone Looking into old mirror Doesn’t see herself But sees image exceeding Her own imagination Wonders why she sits Sits all alone in this room Without hope alive None to keep her heart stirring She gloomily sits alone… No one to carry her mirror for her
Russell Sivey

Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2012

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winding fissure 
on a cotton mountain ridge 
as dark as midnight 

wisp of your glorious mane 
abandoned on my pillow 

Copyright © Benjamin Wormwood | Year Posted 2016