#Review #Poetry #Hope

I rarely share the reviews of my books here, but this one is exceptional as I am thrilled at the comprehensive nature of this review. Many thanks to Adam, whom I met recently through his analyses of the poems shared by blogger buddies.

I am delighted to note that he could discern the healing power of my poetry, that I had forgotten. I am reading ‘Hues of Hope’ again to soothe my spirit, which started believing that words are hollow and meaningless after a devastating loss.

Thank you dear readers. Please click on the above link to read the full review.

Here is the Amazon link for my new poetry book.

For more poetry, hang out with  Hues Of Hope 

#Etheree #TankaTuesday #PoetryChallenge

The Fool

Image courtesy: Colleen’s TankaTuesday

Fools
think they
can conquer
even the minds.
Blowing their trumpet,
they plan to take big strides,
oblivious of people
who hold the absolute power.
Their selfish thoughts lead them to their doom.
Annals of history are before you.

Our worries can never change the future
Wait and hope is the best conviction
Nobody owns the place he claims
All perish in the hourglass
and go empty handed.
Fools fail to foresee
those divine plans.
Arrogance
mentors
them.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen and Willow for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. The challenge this week is to focus on the theme, which is the Fool card from the Tarot. Choose an image and use the art on the card(s) to inspire your poetic reading of the fool card. You can use any syllabic form you’d like.

I have written a double Etheree.

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.

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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My Smile #PicturePrompt – WDYS

Image credit; Антон Воробьев @ Unsplash

My Smile

I may
sit and smile now
but you would never know
how I learnt to keep it
and breathe beams of
good cheer.

Weathered
by paths of strife,
singled by pains of life,
I’ve survived despite blows.
I symbolize
true life.

Changes
don’t touch me now
I’m immune to trials
bridges borrow my strength
lakes learn calmness
from me.

I am
epitome
of positivity
my smile just signifies
compliance with
karma.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sajde for the inspiration – #Whatdoyousee – 281

I’ve made a second attempt to write a string of Badger’s Hexastitch. I like this form!

A Badger’s Hexastich is a poem of 6 lines with 2-4-6-6-4-2 syllables per line. It is unrhymed, with optional rising and falling end-words.

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.

Spring Delights #TankaTuesday

Spring Delights

Open
all the windows
welcome the morning breeze
look at the pine branches
decked by tiny
cute guests.

They sing
rhythmically
flit in and out of leaves
dancing to the spring tunes
fill our hearts with
delight.

Perfect
time to step out
behold Mother Nature’s
awesome yellow attire –
fields of mustard
flowers.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Selma and Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. The challenge this week is to write a Badger’s Hexastitch.

A Badger’s Hexastich is a poem of 6 lines with 2-4-6-6-4-2 syllables per line. It is unrhymed, with optional rising and falling end-words.

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.

If You Were Here… #PicturePrompt – #WDYS

Image credit; Redd Francisco Unsplash

If You Were Here…

A gentle hug of Mother Nature
Pulls me out.
In connivance with the wind,
She showers pink petals
To cheer me up.

Still tied to shadows,
I glance at the beauty, the blossoms
And think…
If you were here
We would’ve walked under this pink canopy.

Placid water reflects my image
And you wave at me
Your endearing smile says:
“Your presence enhances the beauty.”
For a moment, your voice echoes

And then your face fades,
Jolting my heart with a renewed shudder
Cherry trees catch the signal,
Spread some more petals around me.
Draping your memories, I walk alone.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sajde for the inspiration – #Whatdoyousee – 280

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.