That’s Not Me.
She stands alone,
oblivious of her surroundings
Untouched by the waves
striking at her feet,
Her gray robes drenched in melancholy.
I stand in the cabana and watch
Is this me?
I doubt it!
I was full of life, I loved the beach,
The waves filled my heart,
each one brought new joy
I could hold the sea breeze in my hands
I could hear the call of serenity
Dusk or dawn, rain or shine,
the ocean spoke to me.
And now, it’s so quiet.
It has swallowed all light
It’s gloomy and gray
It only echoes darkness
But these are echoes of winter
Of twilight, of dissonance
Only she knows them, not me.
Yes, that’s not me.
© Balroop Singh
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Emotional Shadows 
An excellent poem! So full of emotion.
Thank you Darlene. I am glad the emotions could be felt by you.
Balroop, this a profound poem! Thanks for joining in.
Thank you Sadje. Sometimes denial helps in the struggle.
Very right my friend. You’re most welcome.
I am with Sadje, on this one- this was very deep. I loved it.
Thank you Violet. I am delighted to hear that.
Very emotional Balroop ♥️
Thank you Ange.
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A powerful poem, Balroop and one that resonates with me .. your words touch me deeply.
Thank you for sharing your lovely thoughts, Annika.
What a beautiful poem of separation, Balroop. Oftentimes we don’t recognize ourselves. Thank you for sharing.
So true! Thank you Jan.