Tanka: Ambience in Five Stanzas

 i.


worry stone made smooth
my anxious worried fingers
every crack is worn
how many hours I've spent
just caressing its edges?

ii.

lavender tea steeps
left in the porcelain cup
taste turns too bitter
smoke rises and forgotten
the intent just disappears.

iii.

candle from both ends
liquifies into puddles
drips drips till it cools
My finger touches the wax
my fingerprint left behind.

iv.

a lone bottle stands
tipped upon its side, empty
much liquid courage
too fuzzy minded to stand
succumb to the cowardice.

v.

rain patters outside
softly tapping on the roof
cobblestones are slick
water streaks down on the glass
it is just like nature's tears.

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