Tag: creative writing

A Cute Visitor #WDYS

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Image credit; Mark Olsen

A Cute Visitor

A yellow warbler –
messenger of happiness
heralds spring season

wears colorful coat,
sings songs of eternal hope
in bright, high-pitched tone

a cute visitor
sings: ‘sweet sweet sweet…I’m so sweet’
the voice of the wild

charms the birdwatchers,
prefers shrubby areas
nocturnal migrant.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for the pictorial inspiration #WDYS – 345.

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My New Release – Beyond the Fetters is the story of cultural compulsions and emotional deluge. 

Summer Fun #WDYS #TankaTuesday

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Image Credit; Vitalii Khodzinskyi @ Unsplash

I sit
in the bubbles 
some blessings come like that 
I dive into the bright colors, 
to choose
the one that matches your love for me
and calmly watch the joy 
that glistens on 
your face.

***

Surfing
enhances the fun,
summer heat dissipates 
just like the illusionary
colors
that bestow bubbly enchantment
so many rainbows dance
A healing touch –
freedom!

© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for the pictorial inspiration #WDYS 344.

Thanks to Yvette and Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. I’ve written two Butterfly Cinquains. 

The Butterfly Cinquain is an unrhymed, nine-line syllabic poem. It has 2-4-6-8-2-8-6-4-2 syllables per line. 

Thank you for reading my poetry. 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.

My New Release – Beyond the Fetters is the story of cultural compulsions and emotional deluge. 

Waves or Stars? #WDYS

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Image credit; Samir Moses @ Unsplash

Waves or Stars?

Waves wear rare pearls
Created by a celestial dame
They bounce with the morning rays,
echo with the rushing ripples,
Sending a shiver across the shore.

Waves hold the stars,
A silvery liquid sparkles and flows
through the dark alleyways of my heart
To thaw the emotional distrust,
to purge my shadowy eyes.

A thousand stories
linger on the beaming waves
Eager to spillover.
An anchor 
for time traps in this maelstrom.

Waves hold the power
To allure, to calm, to tranquilize
Waves hold the light,
The light that wraps around my heart
to guide, to let go.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration #WDYS – 343.

Thank you for reading my poetry. 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.

My New Release – Beyond the Fetters is the story of cultural compulsions and emotional deluge. 

Smiles #WDYS #TankaTuesday

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Image credit; Nik @ Unsplash

Smiles brighten our day 
beaming through yellow flowers
despite the darkness 

blurry smiles stay bright
glisten in the pool of joy —
quiet melody 

have you forgotten?
smiles dance into broken hearts, 
melt frozen rivers

a balm that calms bruises
smiles inspire the inner child
keep the smiles alive!
© Balroop Singh 

Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration #Whatdoyousee 342.

when sunflowers smile
positivity flutters
eternal solace

***

twenty thousand smiles
elicit a million more
sun rays join the fun
© Balroop Singh 

Thanks to Melissa and Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry.

Thank you for reading my poetry. 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.

My New Release – Beyond the Fetters is the story of cultural compulsions and emotional deluge. 

Game Over! #Poetry #WDYS

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Image credit; Krzhck @ Unsplash

Game Over!

Spellbound, blinded by your entreaties 
I sit and wait
to see the light of the day
Promises peer through paper
Are you still around? 
Is the game over?

My glass is empty 
Darkness is overwhelming
Eyelids echo a thousand thunderbolts. 
A jolt from within wakes me
A hand, warmer than yours 
can be felt on my shoulder.

Wind chimes distract my thoughts 
A koel calms the clouds
Morning bliss whispers cheer
Birds play with the wind
Need I feel trapped?
A beacon cuts through the fog.

The quitting sensation, 
The final walk —
lighter than clouds
The merger, the satisfaction. 
I know this is the end
But I wear newly carved lenses now.
© Balroop Singh 

 Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration: #photoprompt #Whatdoyousee – 341.

Thank you for reading my poetry. 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.

My New Release – Beyond the Fetters is the story of cultural compulsions and emotional deluge.