#Rensaku #TankaTuesday #WDYS- 329

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clouds meet with lightning
like an amorous partner
a wild rendezvous

whooshing wind whistles
heralds tropical monsoon
sun steps back with grace 

silvery ribbons’
obeisance to Mother Earth
saturated soil

roads become rivers
in tune with the symphony
the night’s cloak darkens

dawn loses its colors
clouds reign with black and gray hues
a prolonged downpour
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for an evocative image #Whatdoyousee – 329

Thanks to Colleen and Melissa for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. The challenge this week is to write a Rensaku.

Rensaku is a Japanese form consisting of a linked sequence of haiku or tanka by a single author, focused on a unified theme or subject. Coined by Masaoka Shiki in the Meiji period, this “sequential composition” allows each stanza to remain independent while building a cohesive narrative.

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#Haiku #WDYS #PhotoPrompt

Silvery morning
in harmony with nature
waiting for my beau

***

Eternal bonding
created by red berries
and flowering trees

***

Are you cold or sad?
the eyes reflect your pining
winter zephyrs zap

© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration #Whatdoyousee – 328

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#Whispers #PhotoPrompt #WDYS

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Whispers

Borrowed light
Travelling through time
Whispers secrets that sound true.

Moments pause here, muted by
Arched attachments
Silence saunters with élan. 

Dedication dons ancient attire
Shadows settle on history —
Long forgotten ghosts.

Blinded by light and sound show,
They watch from the edges
How the arches come to life.

Each one whispers a story
Of the door that never opened,
Of the freedom that remained a dream.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration #Whatdoyousee – 327

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Spiritual Vibes #WDYS #TankaTuesday

Spiritual Vibes

I
walked
with my muse
last night, drowsy
but awake, eager
to see where she takes me.
She took me into the land
full of ethereal beauty,
brimming with spiritual silence –
an offer to look within, to forgive.

The silence percolated within me.
A gossamer veil caressed my face
my spirit soared to touch the vibes
emitted by pagoda.
Twenty steps I climbed,
each one cleansed my heart
divine power
pulled me in.
A new
dawn.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration #Whatdoyousee – 326

Thanks to Colleen and Yvette for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. The challenge this week is to “focus on the idea of cleansing. You can choose to go with purification or atonement, if you’d like. Find a syllabic poetry form that works for you, and let your inspiration flow.” 

I have written a double Etheree. 

An Etheree is a type of poem which consists of 10 lines of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 syllables. Etheree can also be reversed and written 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. So it is called a double Etheree.

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The Cave #Poetry #PhotoPrompt #WDYS

The Cave

Light lived in the cave of hope
Carved by an unknown Artist,
This cave promised luck.

Only those who dared to dream beyond destiny
Could enter this cave.
A cave that proclaimed:
Take what you need.”

Ha! I scoffed at the choices:
Love? I’ve always had enough.
Hope? My oldest pal.
Passion? I don’t need it now.
Courage? Well, who can doubt my grit?
Happiness? Can you keep it?
Money? I have enough.
Luck –that’s what made me stagger.

I knew it was a fake promise.
I knew luck was a deluder, a temerous traitor
Yet the allure clutched my hand.
Take what you need,” reverberated.

The cave was long, damp and narrow
Darkness often throttled me
Thorny hands bruised my fingers
Lack of sleep created graphics,
Strange light danced before my eyes.
Holding the hand of my oldest pal,
I trudged the endless path.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration #Whatdoyousee – 325

Thank you for reading my poetry. For more poetry, hang out with  Hues Of Hope

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