Why I Love This Beautiful Winter
Ravi is a traveler and foodie who loves to visit off-the-beaten-track places and understand the culture, history and customs behind them.
A series of tankas on the beauties of winter
Modern Tanka poetry adheres to the syllable count of five syllables in the first line, seven in the second, five in the third, and seven in lines four and five (5/7/5/7/7).
A wintry day at work
gazing outside the window
red-blue violets
prance under the wintry skies
Thank God it is Friday.
Quiet winter sunset
again fills us with deep hope
as we walk hand in hand
searching for common feelings
to sustain our fragile love.
Calm, foggy morning
my thoughts in deep solitude
disturbed brazenly
by the sorrowful mourning
of a brokenhearted cuckoo.
Dim midwinter day
my mind flies in large circles
Christmas is nearby….
only one question worth asking
will she accept my love for her?
The voice of wintry winds
remind me of yesterday
your words resonating
the sheer feeling of wholeness
of a delighted lover.
