Category: Poetry

#Poetry Challenge: #WDYS #TankaTuesday

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always elusive –
is freedom an open book?
ask a butterfly
an embodiment of ease
it encases empowerment.
© Balroop Singh

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Freedom?

If your muse craves for inspiration
Tell her to tarry, to abandon her flight
And look at this book with a strange title: ‘Free Forever’
And ponder: is freedom an open book?
Is it a flowing river?

Within the raging battles 
Of greed, of power, of control
Freedom comes with a price – it’s a ransom.
It demands every moment of our life,
Of our heart, our love, our soul.

It is so basic yet so elusive!
Can you trap the butterflies?
Can you capture the human spirit?
Only Mother Nature knows freedom
Only she knows how to survive.

Or wait for spiritual awakening,
A journey into the unknown
How do we know it grants freedom?
They say the soul transcends boundaries
Doesn’t it come back to the same world?
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for choosing an inspiring image for her #Whatdoyousee -300 challenge.

Thanks to Willow & Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. The challenge this week is to write a “Taiga.” A Taiga is similar to a Haiga, but with a tanka instead of a haiku.

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 

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Time Tyranny #PhotoPrompt #WDYS

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Time Tyranny

When men try to tower over time,
When hands of the clock are held by Satan,

When shadows become larger than life,
When past lessons are shoved into the crevices,

When conflagrations spread unabated,
When human values vanish into the air,

When smoke bellows from the trees,
When sands of power blind the eyes,

When screams satiate the raging brutes,
When war din swallows human voices, 

When thorny winds whisper ancient tales,
When sighs don’t stir the mighty,

When innocent, unarmed people are handcuffed,
When empty words are offered by the Sadists, 

Be it known that the fog of execration will smother them,
Disgrace demons will follow them forever.

Calls of redemption will haunt them till eternity,
But some sins are unpardonable.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration — Whatdoyousee #293

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 

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#PhotoPrompt #Emotions #WDYS

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Fantasy Flight

Riding on the passion of writing
Yearning for the world of fantasy,
Of the land that’s free,
My muse escapes.

And I sit,
Searching for the doors
She slammed shut.

What am I without her?
A slave to her whims?
Holding words –
Meaningless without her magic.
But I know
She’ll return with new ideas.

The path waits, dark and quiet
Invisible memories meander,
Starry nights get darker,
Silent echoes connect us.

Her journey to the moon
Endows her with new wisdom –
Fantasy flights fraught with euphoria,
Lead us into lonely lands.
Human touch is the basic need,
Love and emotions keep us grounded.

© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration – Whatdoyousee #291

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.

When You Were Here #WDYS #Poetry

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When You Were Here…

Together we sat here as young lovers
I remember how my heart fluttered for you.

Together we sat here, eager to know each other
I remember the first blush on your coy face.

Together we sat here, holding hands
I adored the tinkle of your vernal voice.

Together we sat here, sharing jokes
Your laughter blended with the songs of nature.

Together we sat here, clasping time in our hands
The thrill of your promises warmed my heart.

Together we sat here, entangled in the vows of love
Even the birds sang songs of our passion.

Together we sat here, immersed in our dreams
I remember how you inspired me to go ahead.

Together we sat here, thinking we were made for each other
You smiled and concurred you never had any doubts.

I remember the surreal symphony of our thoughts
Your love was like wind chimes that completed us.

And now I sit alone, adrift, trying to hear those echoes
I know you live here, I know you’re waiting.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration – #Whatdoyousee –289

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.

The Flowers #WDYS #Poetry Challenge

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The Flowers

The flowers I had brought
Whisper the story of our love,
fading into the hazy surroundings.

The day long wait crumbled,
Hope  melted at the western horizon
Forgiveness floundered at the altar of ego.

One last promise
Lay crumpled before me,
as I walked home with weary steps.

I left the flowers on our grave,
On the parapet that stood witness
to innocent passion and fiery flames.

The mirage drifted away.
A canopy of clouds
Guided my way.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration – #Whatdoyousee –288

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.