"Here is my secret. It is very simple: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.."- Antoine de Saint Exupéry

Posts tagged “tanka

Elevating Tanka


sadness in our heart
black shadows all inside us
learn how to silence
the voice of sadness inside
let us elevate our soul

Broken Tanka

keep waiting for you
I have just seen your shadow
in my memory
smoke covers the face of the
last pieces of broken dreams

memyselfandela, 2012

life flute tanka

life is like a flute
it has ups and downs , holes and
some imperfections
but if you know how to play
it can be a symphony


(photo John Wood)

Seasons of wither


seasons of tears

are expanding in my heart

seasons of darkness

come after the light at dusk

thinking of you I wither



impasse tanka

of all thoughts
road leading
to unknown

de pensees
la route voit

de ganduri
drumul spre

darkest hour

hour in
arms of
lonely night
all stillness

misty dream

drifting in the night
stretching my hand to reach you
trapped in misty dream
I always see your shadow
Phoenix rising from ashes



childhood tanka

childhood flavour is
apple pie and happiness
unspoiled strong scent of
cinnamon and brown sugar
and Heaven in mother’s smile

spring tanka

all molecular
entities are inspired
to expand themselves
spring is a crib to all life
flowers and wildlife are booming


eternal dream tanka

I am
lost in
my dream of
sweet childhood

no fears
and worries
just sun
laughter and

light child
shine upon
my bright face
and my eyes

if this
was a dream
I wish
it could be

memory tanka


past wind
distant chimes
your loving

tanka for your love

you feel

my heartbeat

your love

reaches me

through the light

morning tanka

on the small fountain

little bluebird drinking and

dreaming of his love

morning sun laughing over

blades of grass dressed in pure shine

universal dream tanka

colours of books and

fairy world of reverie

we meet all in the

universal land of dream

connecting to eachother

Postcard tanka

time has passed my love

you, smiling, wetting stamps, and

me, sticking them on

a memory card that was

ment to travel back to us

lingering tanka

I only take time

once a day to think of you

it might not seem much

but it’s twenty four hours

that this moment is lasting.

life and death tanka

death creeps in our veins

from the day when we are born

struggle and fighting

life is just an ilusion

life is made of shuttered dreams.


the most important things

the most important

things a father can do for

his children are to

be caring, attentive and

completely love their mother