A withed Black rose marks
The dark farewell poem penned
Evoking darkness
Before the morning rises
Sealed forever with deep love
For One Of Three Tanka Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Laura Loo
June 23, 2017
Categories:
withed, flower,
Form: Tanka
i hate your silence..when u don't speak a word..
even when u don't express in your moves..
believe me. i do hate that in you..
i try to figure..
what you are trying to say..
when you don't show any movements..
we have gone a distance..
heart is failing to fill..
the love that was pouring within..
what could have been the fault..
in the darkest night i wonder..
no answer was given..
your heart is getting colder..
in the place you gave me warmth..
what happening i whisper..
i am trying to gather..
all the leftover reasons..
to find a valid reason..
of our love that's faded........
tears and whispers..
for the love that's withed..
like a flower in the desert..!!!!!!!!
dilupa wijegunasekara
2012/10/27
Categories:
withed, depression, hate, love,
Form: ABC