emotions – Page 28 – Emotional Shadows

#Useful #Poetry Challenge Crown #Cinquain

Published on May 26, 2022May 25, 2022 by balroop singh45 Comments

A brat
bought me with love
wore me with ample pride
I protected his tender feet
from thorns.

our fond
friendship grew fast
each journey was lovely
together we traversed those miles
of thrill.

now I
sit alone here
he has at least ten pairs
colorful and brighter than me –
new charms.

my plight:
dumped in the yard
glum, I stare at the stars
and presume my uselessness
adrift.

till this –
urchin picks up
takes me to his abode,
gives a perfect shine and wears me
with joy.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for a weekly TankaTuesday challenge, which asks for any syllabic form based on the theme prompt. This week’s theme is “Useful.”
This poem is a Crown Cinquain, five stanzas, each with syllable count of 2/4/6/8/2.
Thanks for the inspiration Colleen.

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Here is my latest release Hues Of Hope

Double #Etheree #Poetry Challenge

Published on May 5, 2022May 6, 2022 by balroop singh51 Comments

The Bride

At
the door
she lingers
with brimming eyes
dreams and tears mingle
roses rise to welcome
embers of love within her
innocence of youth far behind
adrift from her precious possessions
an untrodden pathway of life awaits.

Passion exudes as she walks ahead
to meet inevitable changes
that life ushers in with new bonds
siblings watch the demure bride
decked in red bridal robes.
Moments halt in time –
A pause that is
remembered
the whole
life.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen’s weekly TankaTuesday challenge, which has inspired me to create a syllabic poem based on color. I chose red, a symbol of passion, love, life, strength, courage, confidence and positivity.

I chose Etheree, 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.

Thank you.

For more poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

Here is my latest release Hues Of Hope

#Ekphrastic Challenge #Poetry Crown #Cinquain

Published on April 21, 2022April 20, 2022 by balroop singh53 Comments

Respect Our Blue

calm sea –
our blue blanket
waves rise to our magic
we whistle to swim together
in peace.

we ask
just for harmony
we love our brackish blue
keep your missiles in your minds
don’t maul!

Our bond
Is eternal
We have survived for eons
to discover joy despite scorn
love wins.

peep deep
see the shimmer
of blue that doesn’t match yours
but holds unspeakable secrets
stars know.

Rejoice
At our choices
We found felicity
Whilst you dwell in the storms of life
So sad!
© Balroop Singh

Inspired from Colleen’s Ekphrastic #photoprompt. This week I chose Crown Cinquain, this poem has five stanzas, each with syllable count of 2/4/6/8/2.

Memories #Poetry

Published on April 14, 2022April 13, 2022 by balroop singh44 Comments

Memories frozen in time
Are melting,
Stirring forgotten tears

Some emerge from
Dark crevices of heart,
Lurching weakly

The one I buried in books
Wriggled out,
Much enlightened

The one I submerged in the stream
Of my thoughts
Is peeping out

The one I hid in the old house
Grew wings,
Craving for light

Their grief was muted
Muffled callously,
Eager to share their gloomy journey

Memories gather this time
To mourn
In the arms of a poet

This poem is an excerpt from my latest book Hues Of Hope, an anthology of readers’ favorite poems from my poetry books. Thank you.

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#NewRelease: Hues Of Hope #Poetry

Published on March 31, 2022March 30, 2022 by balroop singh62 Comments

Hues Of Hope is the collection of readers’ favorite poems from my poetry books. These poems explore the hope that lies within our heart, hope that whispers each morning to look at the horizon, hope that inspires us to look beyond the chaotic world and take the next step to vanquish the fears that try to fetter us. It promises to take us to an oasis of peace, unravels magical moments of joy, as beams of love calm our senses. It guides us through dark alleys to show the streaks of light that shimmer through the clouds.

Like dew on our dreams,
Hope is the moonlight filtering through trees
Like whisper of breeze that warms our heart,
Hope is the promise that we make to ourselves
Hope is the silent prayer that we send in distress
Hope is the happiness that we visualize,
The horizon that we reach, if we try.
© Balroop Singh

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Balroop Singh.