Fading Light
Have you walked the dark corridors
or sat buried in the deluge
where the soul strives to break free?
Have you ever fallen
down the cliff like a
thin waterfall
cascading
down to
sink?
Lost
in the
new alleys
of the valley
with no intent of
crawling back, they sought peace
in the echoes of nature
the glow of fading light lingered
slight hope flickered at the horizon.
© Balroop Singh
Thanks to Colleen and Willow for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry.
This week, Willow is hosting Tanka Tuesday, and her prompt is to write a Nonet, and use synonyms for : The state of the world/ or our lives. This is according to our interpretation. We can use synonyms for our life if we prefer.
A Nonet is a nine line poem with the syllable count of 9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1. It can be written on any subject and must have a title. A Nonet can be reversed with 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9 syllable count.
Many thanks to Sadje for the image and the inspiration — #Whatdoyousee #295
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I love the thought of seeking peace in nature Balroop.with hope flickering on the horizon.
Even a glimner of light is sometimes all we need 🙏
Thank you Maggie. Mother Nature offers so much and she is always in my thoughts.
She does and she offers the best medicine too.
My pleasure Balroop.
Balroop this double nonet is excellent. Your last line says it all! “A glimmer of hope!” 💜
Thank you Colleen. 🥰
I can see myself in this scenario
I am glad to hear that Annette. Thank you.
Excellently written, Balroop. The nonet form worked really well in this poem.
Thank you for your kind words, Nicole, much appreciated.
This is so beautiful, Balroop. I’m new to this form and it’s lovely to see how it should be done. 🙏💕
Thank you Lesley. This form is fun to write. We just have to watch the syllables. 🙂
Balroop, your phrase “thin waterfall / cascading / down to / sink” especially gripped me—it feels so delicately precise, as if the descent itself were inevitable but beautiful. I really appreciate how your imagery evokes both surrender and quiet resilience.
Much love,
David
Thank you for sharing your lovely feedback, David. I apologize for a late reply as I found your comment in the spam folder.
*hug*
no sweat! you’re welcome!
Beautifully written Balroop. Nature is Both a refuge and a cure for troubled souls. Thanks for joining in.
Thank you Sadje.
You are most welcome 🤗
A beautiful mirrored nonet ❤️
Thank you.
That is a beautiful image, done justice with your words.
Thank you Jacqui.
This is such a gorgeous nonet, Balroop! I love it!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
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Thank you Yvette.
Hope indeed still flickers on my horizon. Beautifully said.
Thank you Violet.
This is beautiful, Balroop!
Thank you Dawn.
I love the image of your poem, Balroop. We can be falling but “the glow of fading light lingered, slight hope flickered at the horizon.” Beautiful!
Thank you Miriam.
You’re welcome, Balroop.
Beautiful, Balroop. I love the questions in the first half of the poem and how they invited me into the experience. The descriptions are sublimely emotional, lonely, and blessed with a glimmer of hope. Truly stunning.
Thank you so much for sharing such lovely words about my poem, Diana. I am glad you’ve interpreted it so well. 🥰
yes, yes, yes–this! because even a slight flicker of hope at the horizon is worth saving. Hope expands. We need this slight flicker. Thank you for writing this Balroop. Bless you. Lovely Nonet.
I like how you asked a question, ‘ Have you ever fallen down a cliff like a thin waterfall?’ I haven’t ever imagined myself as a waterfall falling down a cliff but this made me think of it. The resolution at the end of calmness and peace was satisfying. Beautiful and thought-provoking, Balroop ji.
Thank you for sharing your inputs, Smitha, I am glad my question could stir your thoughts. This question was inspired from a dream in which my car fell down into a valley and I suddenly woke up. I used waterfall as a metaphor.
Fabulous Balroop. Your poem was beautiful. Truly amazing.
Thank you Kamal.
You are always welcome dear Balroop 😊