Tag: emotions

The Key

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Sue Vincent’s #writephoto

The key to his heart was always with me
But I never turned it
The secrets within – I had deciphered
Words seemed superfluous

I could hear when it spoke softly
Angst lay within
Those crevices I explored alone
To calm the crimson rims

Trust of togetherness shaped us
Even time bowed
Storms raged and lost their rancor
Hearts could conquer all

Light and darkness merged here
We welcomed both
No agony could ever efface
The love that levees our contours

Some secrets have to remain buried
Because they are ours
We do share them
But only with the stars.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sue Vincent for an inspiring Thursday #writephoto prompt Secret

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Misty Eyes

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Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto

Misty maven’s visit
Veils the mounts
Each day before sun saunters in
To lend its colors to all –

A fusion that fosters
Hope and harmony.
Can you sense the vibes?
Can you see the equity?

Open those misty eyes
Veiled with societal norms,
With self-written archaic laws
Look around and quit myopia

Living in the haze of past
Glowering at the inevitable change
Nursing prejudices that slash spirits
Wouldn’t change the color of blood.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sue Vincent for an inspiring Thursday #writephoto prompt Veiled

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Three Black Men

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Three black men asked:
“Why are you on this earth?”

“To love, laugh and smile
To chase our dreams
To discover the wonders
To create new paths.”

“I can create doubts,” smirked Shorty.

“We explore the truth,
Feel the caress of breeze
Roll with the waves,
Breathe in the beauty”

“But I can throttle you,” said Scary.

“We feel you but break free
To savor spring air.
You melt at our feet
When we accept your tyranny.”

“What about me?” the devilish one spoke.

“Your gloom may be overpowering
Your sorrows flow into crevices
We accept you as part of life
To discern the magic of light.”

Three black men –
Doubt, Fear and Darkness
Dare not ask another question
As they cloaked their heads in ignominy.
© Balroop Singh

This poem is inspired from Pamela S. Wight’s spooky story: Men in Black.

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Literary Beetles

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Sue Vincent’s #writephoto

Gold couldn’t lure us
We are literary beetles
We walk at will, making our own trail.

Destinations don’t hold us
We scatter words that shimmer
The sky is our canvas.

Our burrows are cavernous
We bury dreams in them
They reverberate ruefully.

We wait for wings
To excavate our aspirations
Of touching the horizon.

The path may be treacherous
Our feet may be feeble
Yet we walk undeterred
Impelled by each other’s whisper.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sue Vincent for an inspiring Thursday #photoprompt Crown

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Living Again

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Sue Vincent’s #writephoto

I rise from the valley of death
The valley you pushed me into
The valley I reject…
Its deluge couldn’t drown me.

I don’t want to mourn for
The blessings that I have lost
I refuse to crumble under them
Within me, I can hear a loud protest.

Your memories don’t make me smile
They offer no solace now
They rest on a rocky ledge
Floundering in watery grave.

Divesting that soaking attire
I am seeking new vistas
My eye lashes are glowing
Approbations no longer allure me.

I seek the company of those
Who can guide me, escort me
Toward the path of enlightenment,
Forgiveness and peace.
© Balroop Singh

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