Poetry – Page 10 – Emotional Shadows

#TankaTuesday #Poetry

Published on September 12, 2023September 13, 2023 by balroop singh58 Comments

Majestic moments
melt in the hourglass of time
tasseled gift of gold
gleams in the jubilant hearts
the pleasures of blissful life
© Balroop Singh

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Friends and fragrant air
grandeur of the evening glow
girls’ breezy banter
no greater felicity
than joyous togetherness
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen and Terri for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. This week’s challenge is: photo prompt.

Thanks to all the readers who have posted lovely reviews of Fusion – my latest release.

#Etheree #Poetry Challenge – 336

Published on September 5, 2023September 5, 2023 by balroop singh44 Comments

A Mute Beauty

Peace
hovers
around her
a mute beauty,
a sculpture that stares
expressionless, voiceless.
her mind is a clean slate now
she can’t hear you, her eyes follow,
imploring you to understand pain
that lies within her, waiting for Yama.
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Ardently, this young girl observes grandma,
with spark in her eyes, she holds her hand,
kisses her shriveled cheek gently,
speaks in an endearing tone
that elicits a smile –
a silent message:
love needs no words –
a bond that
follows
you.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. This week’s challenge is “Synonyms Only.” The words are: QUIET and SEEK.

An Etheree is a type of poem which consists of 10 lines of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 syllables. Etheree can also be reversed and written 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. So it is called a double Etheree.

This week, my gratitude goes to Jacquie Biggar, Gwen Plano and Luanne Castle for their lovely reviews of Fusion – my latest release.

#Ekphrastic Challenge #Poetry

Published on August 29, 2023 by balroop singh54 Comments

The Wait

Adrift,
alone, I pine,
everyday I look out,
separated by a window
waiting.

just for
one glance, one chance
to prove my commitment,
to pass the test of my patience,
my love.

will she
turn her face once?
will I hold on for life ?
even the flowers at the ledge
wither.

true love
blossoms swiftly
can it change with seasons?
skepticism has no solution
I’m stuck.

this room
is my prison
this pact – my albatross
now I regret my decision
gravely.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen and Rebecca Budd ~ ChasingArt.com, for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. I’ve written a Crown Cinquain.

Crown Cinquain is a sequence of five cinquain stanzas functioning to construct one larger poem. This poem has five stanzas, each with syllable count of 2/4/6/8/2.

I would like to express my profound gratitude to Denise, Diana, Mae Clair, Sandra Cox, Vera Day, Robbie Cheadle and Patricia for wonderful reviews of my latest poetry book, Fusion, which was released this month.