Alone?
Alone? Not really.
Existing on a barren land? No!
Rivulets of your love flow within me.
A soul soaked with love knows –
Time may have robbed the smiles and colors
How will he rip off your love?
There are many more like me,
Standing tall – we have some life left
In the landscape that needs your love.
Rooted in time, transcending beyond eternity
We derive light from each other
And wait for our nimbus.
There were happier times,
Joy bounced around us
Clouds cared to keep us moist.
Bathing in the ecstasy of togetherness,
We waltzed in the arms of nature
Forgetting the attacks of demanding demons.
Feeding on the weaknesses of humans
They exult at the lone figures but
Ego gets knocked off, as the divine intervenes.
© Balroop Singh
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Perfect. I once read, ‘Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened’. You are blessed with happy memories. ❤️❤️
I agree. Thank you Darlene.
Beautiful and so well written thank you for sharing
Thank you for your kind words.
Wonderful post 🎸🎸
Thank you.
So much strength in this rising out of despair, Balroop. I love what Darlene shared. That comes through so clearly in your poem. You’re amazing.
Thank you for your encouraging words, dear friend. Just trying to listen to my muse.
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What a strong, thoughtful poem, well done.
Thank you for sharing your thoughts.
This is exquisite and uplifting, Balroop. And yes, we are all standing tall with life left to live!
I love your positivity, Jan. Thank you. 🤗
You are most welcome!
Yes, yes, yes to your poem and to the above comments. Recently someone sent me this quote: “And there were a thousand things I did not choose,
that came to me suddenly
and they transformed my life.
Good and bad things I didn’t look for,
paths I lost along,
a life that I didn’t expect.
And I chose, at least, how to live it.
I choose dreams to decorate it,
the hope to hold it,
the courage to face it. “
-Rudyard Kipling
Thank you for sharing this quote, Pam. I love Kipling for his inspirational poetry.
This is achingly beautiful. ‘There are many more like me,/ Standing tall – we have some life left.’
Thank you for your lovely words of support, Smitha.
A very moving poem Balroop. The poignancy in your words is very touching. Thanks for joining in.
Thank you for a thought- provoking prompt dear friend. I am glad you like my response.
You’re most welcome. 🙏🏼
I see that resilience and strength rising and finding its way forward. It’s all part of healing. Great poem, Balroop!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
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I agree with you Yvette, a part of healing is building the strength within my heart. Talking to my muse helps. Thank you for your lovely words of support.
This poem is so very beautifully inspiring Balroop.
Thank you Maggie. I am trying to inspire myself to accept the inevitable.
It is a beautiful poem Balroop and my pleasure to read .
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What a positively empowering poem you created in response to this picture.
Thank you Violet. I’m trying to wriggle out of darkness.
Well, I’d say you’re on the right track 😉
Thank you.
Beautifully said, Balroop. Xo
Thank you Denise.
Yay, for Divine Love which always has and always will, supply our every need!
Thank you Annette. I am not sure about divine love but his intervention is appreciated.
Amazing and profound poem Balroop 😊
Thank you Kamal.
Always welcome dear Balroop 😊
This challenge is amazing, one photograph and different touches in several poems. I loved your poetical touches, you say in one of replies, “I’m trying to wriggle out of darkness.” be sure reaching me/us too. Thank you, have a nice day, Love, nia
So true! That’s the beauty of challenges. Thank you so much for coming over to read and share your thoughts Nia. 🥰
HI Balroop, this poem is different from your previous style of poems. It shows a shift in mind set. Sending you positive energy and love.
Thank you Robbie, I am trying to get back to my positive style of writing.
A powerful and beautiful poem of conviction about the strongest love, Balroop. I feel that if I lost my husband, your words would be a balm to my heart. Sending hugs…
Thank you Lauren, for sharing a beautiful thought about my poem. No balm can ever be enough for such a mammoth loss but I appreciate your sentiments.
Beautifully expressed!
Thank you Dawn.