Morning chill clutches me
despite the sun’s golden glow
purple hues don’t melt.
seasons change, young leaves flutter
I still wait at the window
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bleeding bit by bit
a cracked heart treasures moments
of joyous summer
that would never come again
smoky clouds echo my thoughts.
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fragrant breeze billows
fallen petals prophesize
smothering summer.
a thousand poems won’t soothe
incisive ache of my heart.
© Balroop Singh
Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry.
The kigo words: clouds, young leaves, fragrant breeze.
Thank you dear readers. If you like poetry, read more: Moments We Love
Emotional Shadows 
Balroop, your poetry is so poignant. I love this tanka trio. May the summer winds be kind to you. 💖
Thank you so much for your kind words, Colleen. 🤗
You’re so welcome, Balroop. Keep writing poetry. It will keep you sane. 💖
Thank you for the inspiration and encouragement Colleen. 🤗
You’re so welcome, Balroop. 💖
And the Angels wrap you in their wings
Aww… thank you Annette.
Heartfelt poems Balroop, I feel the ache in your heart dear friend… Sending love and hugs your way ❤ 🙏
Thank you Sue. Love and hugs back to you.
Beautiful and honest Balroop.
Thank you Cindy.
I completely agree with you heart takes a long time to mend. Lovely poem Balroop 🤗
Thank you for understanding the emotions within my poetry Kamal.
Always welcome dear Balroop. Keep safe and take care 🙏🙏
I feel the ache in your heart, Balroop, but even with a heart that will need time to mend, you write such beautiful poetry. ❤️
Thank you for your lovely words Lauren. Poetry keeps me alive.
Sending healing hugs, Balroop xo
Thank you Denise 🤗
Beautiful poetry, Balroop. And so poignant and full of heartache. Sending hugs and peace your way. <3
Thank you Diana 🤗
Beautiful imagery!
Thank you!
The image is beautiful. Is that outside your window? All of these poems are touching. This: “a thousand poems won’t sootheincisive ache of my heart.”
Succinctly captures your pain, Balroop. Sending hugs to you. ❤
Thank you Lisa.
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Beautiful and tender, Balroop. Your tears flow with the rhythm of the poems. 💙
What a beautiful way of looking at my thoughts! Thank you so much Gwen.
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That’s such a beautiful image, Balroop ji. Is that your garden? And the poetry is poignant. May it get easier by each passing day and may the pain melt away. Hugs.
That image was taken a few years ago by me but it defines my days so well… thank you for your kind words of support, Smitha.
It’s such a treat for the eyes. Much love to you.
HI Balroop, these are very poignant and vivid poems.
Thank you Robbie.
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Even the picture looks sad with the blossoms blown away from their plant, scattered on the ground, never to melt. Your poem expresses, not only sadness, but incremental healing that will eventually replace sorrow with the joy of memories. The bad moments fade leaving only the shining stars of good times. I pray that happens sooner than later and that you experience the peace of God that passes all understanding.
I love your interpretation of the picture, Marsha. It is a mute representation of my emotions and sentiments. Thank you so much for understanding. I appreciate your kind thoughts and wishes.
I could see that in the picture, Balroop. I think writing helps us heal.
bittersweet, this aching heart in the midst of a lush and lovely season.
Thank you Lisa.
You’re welcome.
love the trio. Be well dear friend. Xo
Thank you Selma🤗
These Tanka are so sad but lovely too. May summer bring you some comfort.
Thank you Willow.
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