Fall and Haiku

Fall haiku

 Fall evokes emotions
It speaks myriad messages of
Beauty, life and re-birth.

I didn’t know what is “Fall” till I saw and discovered its real meaning. I didn’t know Autumn is “delicious” or “ the year’s last, loveliest smile” till I tasted it.

“Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.” – George Eliot 

Autumn was just another season for me, a relief from scorching heat. Beauties of Mother Nature were revealed to me when I visited this part of the globe to meet my girls who chose to study in U.S universities. The charm of Bryn Mawr campus captivated me, evoking emotions that melted into words:

Fall haiku

Ochre and crimson
Robes of Mother Nature remind
Decay can be exquisite.

Autumn haiku

Autumn is peeping
Through the sidewalks it smiles
Evoking eloquence.

Fall haiku

Beauty changes connotation
Decay doesn’t decimate it
Gather treasures for posterity.

Year after year, as I watch this beauty now and consider myself blessed to see how mother earth gathers treasures for posterity.

Thank you for your support dear readers. I am travelling this month. See you in December.

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Paths of Life

Misty path
Sue Vincent’s #writephoto

Hand in hand we step
Into to the world of our dreams
Ready to traverse streams

What lies beyond the mist
May be cryptic
I love all that is mystic

Hazy skies are transient
Just like paths of life
Let’s travel beyond strife

I can see new avenues
Toward the morning star
But I want to go far

Far from this hypocritical world
That still sows seeds of dissent
Augmenting clouds of discontent.
© Balroop Singh, August 2019

Thanks to Sue Vincent for an inspiring Thursday #photoprompt Destination

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Colors

Glow of sun
Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto

The day sun descended
With all his fire
To dilute the heat
Even clouds forgot to peep

I watched with a gasp
When an azure pool
Changed its color
Heat flew like splinters

Mother earth endured all
Breathing quiet messages
Branches stoop to offer shade
Moments of harmony sway

Now this pool knows magic
As it changes colors
Passion and serenity meet here
Moon lends its silvery glow.
© Balroop Singh, July 2019

Thanks to Sue Vincent for an inspiring Thursday #photoprompt Aflame

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Moments We Love

New Poetry book

In this book, my poems focus on love, the magical word that brings along the first blush, the first missed heart-beat and also the first heart-break. Mother Nature smiles as we recline in her lap, inhaling its fragrance, weaving dreams of desire and drenching in the deluge of emotions.

Here is an excerpt from Moments We Love:

If you were rain
Would you drench me
With the deluge of your cascading fall
Inundating my urges?

Would you carry me along
As you flow into streams
Of desire, whetted by torrent
Of yearning of ages?
© Balroop Singh

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The Door

The door
Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto

The door that locked me in
The door that became my canvas
Ignited my creativity,
Stirred my numb mind
I am glad I didn’t unlock it!

The door that barred my way
The door that masked my mirages
Peeping outside was a sin
It taught me to look within
I am glad I learnt to introspect.

The door that sparked curiosity
The door that revealed the world
Delusions died with the door
Realism was stark and stormy
I am glad I could see!

The door that I shunned willingly
The door that I churlishly closed
To emerge saner, subtle minded
Positive vibes kept me snug
I am glad it nurtured me!

Till the walls weakened
Inspiring me to look beyond
All fears embedded in that door
I move into the realms of my choice
Into the world of love and peace.
© Balroop Singh

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