Category: Poetry

Mother

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An apostle of care and compassion
Born to nurture with patience and passion
She fills the world with color and candor
She rocks the cradle and rules the hearts.

A combination of dew and dove
She spreads the fragrance of selfless love
Who never ceases to be affectionate
She is the sunshine of our days.

Her tender touch heals and charms
A true analyzer, with her composure she calms
An intuitive listener, she understands all
What people aspire, she attains with a smile.

The power she possesses is unseen
A Goddess of love, with observation keen
Who inculcates harmony and faith
She strengthens our family bonds.

Copyright:
BALROOP SINGH

 This poem is an excerpt from my book ‘Sublime Shadows Of Life’ (available at Amazon.com)

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This picture, which I found online seems to be a perfect blend of love, care and happiness of a mother and a child. I am sharing it for another reason…the definition of mom, it presents, is one of the BEST, not to miss the lovely smiles that tugged at my heart! HAPPY MOTHERS’ DAY!

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Hope Is Alive!

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Some embers are still alive
Some moments are still scattered
Some shadows are still traceable
Some stars are still twinkling.

The flickering flame is beckoning
The breezy silence is whispering
The joy is still in the air
Our togetherness is as binding as ever.

Why are my eyes so moist?
Your love for me has grown with time.
Why are there distances of miles?
Where are those sweet smiles?

The treasure of those moments
Is sealed somewhere down
Only you can unlock it
The hope is still alive.

Copyright:
BALROOP SINGH

One of my earliest poems, it is now a part of my book Sublime Shadows Of Life. You can read more with #KindleUnlimited
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KNOW SHADOWS

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Somebody asked me: ‘How can shadows be emotional?’

I said: why not?

‘But shadows are always associated with darkness. They are the negative parts of our personality.’

I disagree, I said.

Aren’t there shadows that we see during the day? Can’t shadows be pleasing and alluring?

Can’t there be happy shadows?

My shadows have all the forms, hues and emotions attached to them. I have embraced all of them. For me, shadows are more of a metaphor. I look at the trees and their shadows evoke emotions of understanding spirituality…

One of my poems tries to define them though some of my shadows are profoundly emotional and distressing.

shadows KNOW SHADOWS

Shadows celebrate sunshine
Lift the gloom of those who pine.
Leave a message to emulate
Alter and adapt willingly.

Swaying shadows push you ahead
Ominous of stormy ways
Some self-made shadows swallow us
Emerge from our weaknesses that follow us.

Shadows sparkling on the sand
Show the sheen of life at hand
Is so transitory and simulated
Yet we follow them irrationally.

Some shadows are so celestial
They can make their own place
They merge into each other
With grandeur and grace.

Dark moonless nights
Are the nights I crave for…
All shadows vanish and merge
Into the corridors of life.

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 Balroop Singh.

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