Some Tanka
SOME TANKA
The mirror swallowed
my footprints on the shore
I couldn’t blame the waves
the geese kept flying over the head
the shadows kept moving afar
Professors beware
intellectual success
lies in inventing
lies to conceal common truths
and sound holier-than-thou
Little candles fail
to illumine the deity
or golden dome
in the valley darkness reigns
and god too awaits light
The mind creates
withdrawn to its own pleasures
a green thought
behind the banyan tree
behind the flickering lust
The drying trees
live my age:
autumn
warmth of new day
hot tea and singing birds
Plodding away at
season’s conspiracies
life has proved untrue
with God an empty word
and prayers helpless cries
On the roof top
she waits for her man with
moon cake and lantern:
a flash of silver showers
on the mist-shrouded figure
The god fire
in the soul forces back
my secret fall
I feel the retarding weight
in the fate’s deadly turn
Unknowable
the soul’s pursuits hidden
by its own works:
the spirit’s thirst, the strife
the restless silence, too much
Copyright: Ram Krishna Singh
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