
Ghosts in visions
and mysteries invasion
are only eyes
in the past looking
forward to the living.
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-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA

Slid into heaven
Thanks to raven wings and bones
It is a dark room
Scattering of beads, thunder
I wake in the morn
poem written in Tanka form

Ghosts in visions
and mysteries invasion
are only eyes
in the past looking
forward to the living.
Thank you for reading! Please follow or subscribe to read more poems!
-Alina