The Curse(Tanka)

by Yakori bint Muhammed

24th February, 2012.

The sparkling sabre
reflects through the imperial
sea, baring my face
to wipe golden tears of wrath,
soaking dry shore of my sins.

(c) Y-MAG

 

Submission date : 2012-02-24
Last edit : 2012-09-28

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Yakori Mohammed ( F P C D ) at 2012-02-26

Thanks loads Nei, for the comments. I'm still learning so I'm sure the more I read and write, thus, perfecting the craft. I'm grateful. :) ..

Lebanese Phoenix ( F C D ) at 2012-02-26

Yakori, I like this a lot, the colors..the sounds.. the whole set.

Yakori Mohammed ( F P C D ) at 2012-02-26

Thanks LP, I'm grateful.. :-), God bless you.

Ingrid ( F P C D ) at 2012-02-26

You have a way with words..I will have to reread this a few times more to really grasp at what you were trying to convey...

'golden tears fo wrath', I really like how you worded that.

Well done, excellent poetic language

5/5 Ingrid

Yakori Mohammed ( F P C D ) at 2012-02-26

Thanks for your comment, I appreciate loads.. Bless you :-)..



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