Dead End: Senryu

DEAD END

Time to say fare well
She is a waste of his time
As he is of hers

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on December 5, 2019, in Poetry, Senryu and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.

  1. Definitely something that is much better realized than not.

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