
Tanka XXII
Pain’s not what it’s called;
hoisted heart pored passion gored,
or foiled feelings plagued!
It’s the silhouette of rage
chopped by bounty blades of flaws.
’20:09:09:20:21
Note: of pored pain.
Life leads to many directions, ancestral trail leads you to the progenitors.

Tanka XXII
Pain’s not what it’s called;
hoisted heart pored passion gored,
or foiled feelings plagued!
It’s the silhouette of rage
chopped by bounty blades of flaws.
’20:09:09:20:21
Note: of pored pain.