#PhotoPrompt #Senryu #WDYS

Image credit; Y S @ Unsplash

Crossroads

A magical glow
what a surreal sunrise!
Joshua trees gleam.

Morning rays beckon
an unknown chill confines me
icy fingers clench.

Unseen clouds cloak me
a rocky terrain restricts
memories warm up.

Through the yellow light
your hands reach out to hold me
A mystical sight!
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration — Whatdoyousee #298

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#TankaTuesday – Shadorma

Alma Thomas, Wind and Crepe Myrtle Concerto, 1973, acrylic on canvas, Smithsonian American Art Museum

Entwined

Open arms,
inhale the fragrance
of petals,
soft shower
of romance that soaks our souls
in the bliss of thrill.

Holding hands, 
feel the ecstasy,
the passion, 
the moment
of wrapping the pink softness
of unexplored path.

Do we need
any assurance,
any oath?
our souls know
how they’re knotted together
in the maze of pink.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Melissa and Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. This week’s challenge is to write a Shadorma series (two or three, I’ll let you pick) using the paintings in this post. You may use one painting to inspire all your syllabic poetry, or perhaps you’d like to use several. Look at the paintings, their colors, and titles, and see where they take you.

A Shadorma consists of a six-line stanza (or sestet). Each stanza is written as 3-5-3-3-7-5 for a total of 26 syllables with no set rhyme scheme. When writing a Shadorma, concentrate on a specific subject. Add a title. 

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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#TankaTuesday – Favorite Fruit

Litchi

Sweet and delicious,
exotic tropical fruit, 
harvested in June.
remove the outer cover,
savor the juicy delight.

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She’s the queen of fruits,
rich in antioxidants, 
subtle aroma,
and delectable flavor
what a unique summer charm!

© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to write Syllabic poetry. The challenge this week is to write syllabic poetry about your favorite or most hated fruit.

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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Time Tyranny #PhotoPrompt #WDYS

Image credit; Chris Lynch @ Unsplash

Time Tyranny

When men try to tower over time,
When hands of the clock are held by Satan,

When shadows become larger than life,
When past lessons are shoved into the crevices,

When conflagrations spread unabated,
When human values vanish into the air,

When smoke bellows from the trees,
When sands of power blind the eyes,

When screams satiate the raging brutes,
When war din swallows human voices, 

When thorny winds whisper ancient tales,
When sighs don’t stir the mighty,

When innocent, unarmed people are handcuffed,
When empty words are offered by the Sadists, 

Be it known that the fog of execration will smother them,
Disgrace demons will follow them forever.

Calls of redemption will haunt them till eternity,
But some sins are unpardonable.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration — Whatdoyousee #293

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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#TankaTuesday #Moon Magic

Image from my back patio

Moon Magic

Mesmerized by the
sublime glory of the sky
of today’s moonlight,
the dark crevices of my heart
embraced the magic of hope. 

“We ran as if to meet the moon.” –Robert Frost

He told us about
the first fragrance of seasons,
the soaring spirits,
the lovers who pine alone,
how blissful is solitude! 
© Balroop Singh 

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. The challenge this week is to write a Tanka Puente, using a quote from “75 Best Moon Quotes.” Click on the link to join the fun.

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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