moments cling to me
walls swallow echoes of past
yet whispers linger
this kitchen keeps me lively
my only sanctuary.
© Balroop Singh
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Our Sanctuary
The kheer is simmering
Dance and music makes it sweeter
Each time I stir it with love,
My feet tap the tiled floor.
This kitchen welcomes food lovers.
Friends meet here
More for weekly chat and laugh
This is our sanctuary
That absorbs our pains.
This kitchen is for dancing.
Dancing to ward off negativity
Dancing to add charm to weary hours
Dancing to convert chores into love
The facade that many women wear
And spend half their life in kitchens.
© Balroop Singh
Thanks to Sadje for choosing an inspiring image for her #whatdoyousee – 301 challenge.
Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. The challenge this week is create an experimental tanka form of your choice, remembering to write your tanka in the first person on the theme of your choice.
Thank you for reading my poetry.
Here is the Amazon link for my new poetry book.
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