Beauty and her Beast (Semi-Tanka style )
Once in a not so long back
There, in the nowhere of city
Lived she, not like any other
Having traits completely rare.
But why was she called as beauty?
With hair sleek black and long
Stood, her flawless pale skin apart
Very much, delicate like a flower
tearing to the slightest wind song.
Oh, Who is there to stand her side?
In recent past and in present screams
Came, her own prince charming
Less like, the one she ever imagined
Wiping the last of her dreams.
Is he a beast or something else, what?
Since the first moment they met
Sparks, anger, passion and hatred
Rose high, above all into the skies
Binding both as a single set.
Should they realize it as their love?
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Poet's note : If you had already noticed, this is not a "complete" Tanka. Not knowing what else to call it, I myself named it Semi-Tanka. Haha :)
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~Love, Bella
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