I've been reading a lot about Tanka poetry. I've gone through lot of stuff on internet and have tried to write some Tanka poems.
What do you think about these?
In need of some sleep
She's now extremly tired
Of recurrent faces
Which find their way in her dreams
Mid-night, she sobs for her past.
That lonely bench
In the middle of night, pined
For one who was young
The boy who departed early
Once sat on the bench and cried.