Category: Poetry

#Break #WDYS #AcrosticPoetry

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I am taking a break but there is no excitement of the festive season in it. Pleasure walked out of my life two years ago. Will it ever return?

Break

Banking on the stream of life,
Resting my head on the waves,
Endeavoring hard to keep floating,
Adamant about dwelling in the shadows
Knocked down by a sudden storm, I’m blindsided. 

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Besieged by endless possibilities
Realms of positivity are beseeching me,
Exhorting me to abandon the dark corridors
And move ahead to take charge of
Knotty problems that need my attention.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for the image that speaks for my mood. #Whatdoyousee – 316.

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When We Walked… #WDYS #PhotoPrompt

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When We Walked on the Railroad

What lay beyond was alluring
So we walked on the railroad track
Despite the warnings:
Mountains on the left,
River on the right,
A speeding train could knock us off!
But what lay beyond was irresistible.

Nothing deterred us
Uneven surfaces, narrow shoulder,
Only trees to hang on
if a hooting train comes
On the track we walked on.

We met many people
As adventurous as us,
Some with little children
on their shoulders,
Curious to see the beauty
of Mossbrae Falls,
Wondering
Why is there no better approach?

“Look out for the train -”
A refrain reverberated.
After a trek of forty five minutes
A breezy, soft spray of water
greeted us.

We saw the most stunning falls,
So different, falling like silvery ribbons.
Here, the river is shallow
Serenity seesaws with its rhythmic tone.

Mesmerized by
the symphony of surroundings
Enthralled by
the message of silent breeze
We embraced the magic of moments.

No train passed by
But wait, it did come minutes later
With its ear-shattering hooter
As we were walking toward the car parking.

Listed as the top attraction of Dunsmuir,
The access to Mossbrae Falls is officially closed now
Until a safe, legal trail is created.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for stirring memorable moments through the above image #Whatdoyousee – 313.

Thank you for reading my poetry. For more poetry, hang out with  Hues Of Hope 

Walking on rail track

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#PhotoPrompt #WDYS #Poetry

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Moments that Echo

Grandma clicked this picture
How many moons ago
I don’t know.

What I know is that she
Captured the joy of the moment,
the love that could never fade,
the beaming faces, the stars in the eyes,
the eternal hug – sibling bonding etched forever.

Royal robes of Mother Nature
fluttered in the fall breeze
Dad stood behind us,
Could there be a better symbol
of childhood innocence and parental pride?

Ah! How that love melts!
Time dust turns into rust;
The coating gets thicker each day,
Echoes of longing refuse to subside 
as I look at this precious picture.
© Balroop Singh

Thank you Sadje for the inspiration to respond to the image #Whatdoyousee #309

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#Truth? #PhotoPrompt #WDYS

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Truth?

Shadows sway near them, blurring boundaries 
Moments of betrayal bleed,
foggy windows don’t lie.

In a trance, I watch how flimsy is trust 
how relationships wither
on obscure paths of love.

The definition of deceit is vague,
clouded by lies of judgment
truth holds various hues!

Your truth crouches behind the man you chose
My truth is so translucent 
Yet it is soaked in blood.
© Balroop Singh.

Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration to write poetry #Whatdoyousee #306

Thank you for reading my poetry.
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#PhotoPrompt #WDYS

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Mist of Time

Mist, my trusted pal,
In and around me, soothing my nerves,
Calming my emotions,
Transforming me into a kite in the clouds.

When giggles gave us an extra bounce
When joy bubbles burst with our footsteps
When a walk in the rain was thrilling
When puddles waited for our feet.

The magic of rain drove us out
With our precious paper boats 
Tears of trees landed on our heads
As the hugs of Mother Nature welcomed us.

The mist of time swallowed those hours
Treasured memories never fade
Moments beckon through my picture window
I re-live them through my grandsons.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration — Whatdoyousee #302

Thank you for reading my poetry.
Here is the Amazon link for my new poetry book.
For more poetry, hang out with  Hues Of Hope 
All the posts on my blog are created by me and are protected by copyright. It is strictly prohibited to use them to train AI technologies.