I had to share this as Deborah’s creative presentation of the review of my book is filling my heart with gratitude!
Her succinct style of appreciation is thrilling as well as heart-warming.
Thank you for your kind words Deborah!
Category: Poetry
My Comfort Zone…
I feel most like me…
When I am at home
When I can speak my heart out
Without thinking I would be misconstrued
When I am surrounded by the people I love
The friends I can trust
I feel most like me
When I bask in the glory of my days
When I laugh like my grand kids
Who add sparkle to my face
When happiness reflects in my eyes
And my heart exults with pride
I feel most like me
When random memories make me smile
When rain drains away emotional dust
That gathers unawares
When my grand son hugs me tight
And whispers… ‘I love you’
I feel most like me
When my words flow like a stream
When my reflections are understood
And touch somebody’s heart
When I have all the time in the world
To look at the stars
I feel most like me
When I am in my comfort zone
When I feel free to take decisions
That I know would be respected
When gratitude percolates within me
And peace pervades around
I feel most like me
When I listen to my inner voice
When I am unaffected by criticism
And stay calm in my heart
When I refuse to be manipulated
And can listen to divine within.
© Balroop Singh
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When Night Fairy descends
Decked in dark shimmering robes
Disseminating light and love
We look at the moonless sky
Whispering symphony of lullabies.
© Balroop Singh
Inspired from Sue Vincent’s #photoprompt. Thank you dear friend.
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I Know You
I know you well
I know how you barge in
With your muffled face
To rob us of our happy days
I know your icy fingers are eagerly
Whetting their nails
To dig deeper into my veins
I have just one request…
Come softly…tiptoe into my room
Clasp me gently in my sleep
I know you are not so nice
But you can’t be cruel to me twice.
Come when the sky is soft pink
I may not be awake to see
My soul would soak in the beauty
And leave this earth with good memories
My truce with you doesn’t speak of love
You know I hate you
I have always hated since you
Deprived me of my childhood!
© Balroop Singh
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Whispering Peace and Tranquility
Far away in the clouds
That lit up with your memories
A fairy smiles at me
Is that you?
Far away in the sky
A streak of light oscillates,
Each time I think of you
Is that your amorphous abode?
It’s been ages but
Your chilly embrace still warms me
Your gentle kisses reassure
You haven’t changed.
Decked in white robes
Drifting down softly
Shimmering at the thoughts
Of our reclusive rendezvous
While I lie frozen in time
Your footsteps fall on my heart
Ensconced in each other we breathe
Whispering peace and tranquility.
© Balroop Singh
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