*
hate me not to love me ah
destroy me to forget
me, spit on me
as you know
the clear
water is
in me
and you
hold no more
decency having
lost everyone and
yourself is but a shade
fading soon into your night
–
–
Mar24
*
hate me not to love me ah
destroy me to forget
me, spit on me
as you know
the clear
water is
in me
and you
hold no more
decency having
lost everyone and
yourself is but a shade
fading soon into your night
–
–
Wow!! Love this! Such clarity on a difficult subject.
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Sorry Misnomi I missed your comment (ages ago)! Thank you for your appreciation.
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Sad but, to often true.
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Sad yes, but sadness has to be acknowledged and then left behind… Surprised and happy to find you here, on such an old poem of mine! Thank you for commenting.
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I read pieces of your work when I have time to catch up. It may also be that my mood matches specific parts of your work on a given day. Today I wrote:
Tanka#7
Accepting the pain,
surrender to its piercing,
wake all anguish cleansed,
finding the world diminished
life unfolds in growing joy.
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That is very nice that you give to my work some of your spare time, thank you. Thank you also for sharing your tanka with me, it’s really really nice. I can see what you describe!
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