Morbid Moments & Spring Whispers…

Published on by balroop singh

I have returned but am still struggling to accept the misfortune that befell me, still unable to forget the shocking moments – when the most loved and respected person in my life was suddenly snatched away from me. As if that was not enough, I lost my mom too and had to rush to India to be with my siblings. Dumbstruck, we hugged each other, mourning the double loss.

a meandering mind
no inspiration to write
I drift with moments

such morbid moments
that question the unperceived
but no one answers!

choked beyond spirit
I wander in search of muse
delusions abound.

© Balroop Singh

Held hostage by a wintery heart, I am trying to ignite the embers of life by welcoming spring. In this part of California, the trees have blossomed and daffodils and tulips can be seen all around though some clouds still linger at the horizon. Thanks to Colleen’s 24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge, I could barely manage a Butterfly Cinquain.

Spring Whispers

March winds
knock at the door
shake me out of slumber
spring returns with a song of hope,
perks up –
murmuring melodies of faith
igniting self-belief –  
admire the sun
sans you. 
© Balroop Singh

Thank you dear readers for your love and support.

63 thoughts on “Morbid Moments & Spring Whispers…”

  4. Dear Balroop,

    I feel deeply for you in your deep grief. So much for the heart to lose. You r muse will come, it is just grieving with with you. 
    your poem is beautiful and I can feel your despair. It will get better but two so important people in your life will always be there to whisper to you.

    Bless 🌻

    Miriam

    1. Dear Miriam, many thanks for sharing your words of wisdom. I am trying to understand how to live with this situation. The support of my loving friends is greatly appreciated. 🙏

  5. Hello, Balroop ji, I’m deeply sorry for your loss. Your poems are beautiful as always, and mirror your feelings. Sending prayers and hugs your way. XXX

  8. I wish I had words to take away your pain, Balroop, or even just ease the sting. I am so dreadfully sorry for your double loss. I pray that you will find solace amid the grief. May spring bring fresh light into your world. The poems are rife with emotion and I know your heart is, too. Sending much love, my dear friend. 💙 💕

    1. Thank you dear Mae, your words are reaching my heart. However hard our dear ones try to ease the pain, it gets deeper to hide! Your love and kindness is appreciated. 🤗

  11. This has been such a terrible time of loss for you, Balroop. Now your mom too. Be sweetly gentle with yourself. Beautiful poetry, but so much sadness too. My heart goes out to you. ❤

    1. Thanks for understanding my situation, Diana. My family has really helped me emotionally and have been encouraging me to keep myself busy yet returning to writing has been hard. I appreciate your kind words. 🤗

  12. Balroop, I’m in shock at the terrible losses you are having to endure and my heart aches for your sorrow at the passing of your mother as well. This must feel far too much to bear. Your muse will come in its own time, you, your spirit, mind and body are undergoing such a battle, my friend. Sending prayers and thoughts to you. Hugs xx ❤️

  13. a lovely response to the poetry prompt, Balroop. I read somewhere that poetry can save a soul. I believe it’s true! My deepest condolences to you and your family, on the loss of your mother. Sending love and hugs across the miles.

  14. I can feel the hurt and deep sorrow in your heart to experience this double loss, Balroop! Yes, your family understand you the best. Being with your siblings and crying on their shoulders in person about losing your husband might have brought a little comfort. It’s hard to be creative when your mind is occupied with sadness. I appreciate your poems trying to bring out the beauty of spring.

  15. I am so sorry about what you’re going through, dear Balroop. I wish I could say more or do more–there is so much beauty in what you write even in the midst of what you are going through. I continue to sit with you in quietude and praying for you too. Be well. I bless you.

  16. The loss of loved ones tears at our souls. I wish words could ease the pain or comfort the grieving heart, but I suspect only time can do either. I am so very, very sorry, Balroop. ❤️

  19. What poignant poetry reflecting such a challenging time, Balroop. Sending you strength each day as you grieve your losses. I’m so sorry, a mother’s love is a precious gift and her loss, leaves a hole in our heart.💓

      1. It’s my pleasure always, Baloroop! It sure does as they are intwined in our heart. One day at a time❣️. I tried to add you into favorites but can’t for some reason❣️

  20. This is a hard time, and those losses will always be with you. I hope spring can bring some light into your world. (K)

  21. Balroop, I’m so sorry for what life has given you. Two losses are hard. My heart hurts for you. Please take all the time you need. I’m thankful you had time with your family. Sending you love and hugs. 🩷

  23. Oh, Balroop, I’m very sorry for your great personal losses. Losing a parent is always hard.

    In terms of yours verses, I think the phrase “I drift with moments” very eloquently captures the sense of aimlessness and contemplation in your first poem!

    ~David

  24. Sweet Balroop, you have too many and too deep of losses to be anything but dumbstruck. That you can snatch a ray of hope from a tiny March bloom is a tribute to you to honor your loved ones and a show of kindness from the God that loves us all. Collect strength from wherever you can grab it. xxx

      1. I’m sure there is a lot left, Balroop. It just doesn’t seem like it right now. There is nothing anyone can say or do, or anything you can do that makes it better. It’s just a hard time. But you will get to the point when you enjoy the memories. Then you will start to heal – little by little.

  25. Hi Balroop – I feel for you … take care with you while the time passes – just so so sad. Marsha gives you the right approach – we all need to process these times for ourselves – with thoughts and hugs – Hilary

  26. Oh, merciful heavens, Balroop! May the winds of seasonal change carry you away from this grief for bursts of time, calling you back into life, even as you mourn those who have departed this temporal realm. They will always be with you, but how difficult this must feel right here and now. Sending comfort and blessings your way. 🙏💗

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