You are Enough. #WDYS

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Beneath that beauty lie broken dreams
Beneath that sadness sit unspoken words.
That gentle face hides frozen fallacy
Feigning to hold forlorn finesse.

I know that veracious visage so well
A vortex of repressed emotions.
Murmurs of grief vacillate around
Will they shake you out of slumber?

Fears that shriek to spurt out,
Fortitude that is struggling to stand by,
Self-love that is germinating gauntly.
Nurture it; let it nourish your soul.

I know you are enough,
Enough to confront those who smother you.
Listen to that inner voice
That is the only support, the only hope.

Don’t drown dreams in the sea of yearnings.
Make your own choices
Wake up to catch those clouds
Be the person you want to be!

When despairs deepen,
Ignite the fire within.
Wriggling out is no longer a challenge, 
Bound before it consumes you. 

© Balroop Singh
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Thanks to Sadje for an inspiring photo prompt. #WDYS 358

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My new poetry book

#BookReviews – Must read #Books

I have read and reviewed many books last month, but I have to make a special mention of these two, as they are different from the usual books, and I would highly recommend them to all book lovers.

Maggie Watson’s profoundly personal poetry, ‘Wildflower’ inspires and empowers all those who find themselves in an abusive relationship. She assures that it is possible to escape, to seek a healing path, and move on.

When she says, “I still sob my heart out,” “I still doubt myself.” She highlights the agony and the irreparable psychological distress that persists.

The imagery in ‘Once Upon a Time, Someone Stripped The Bark from My Tree’ is stunning! But in the same breath, she says, “I am not bullet-ridden. I am a survivor. I have risen from the flames.” Though scalded and scarred, she holds hope and calls upon all those who are naive, who have been eager to please others, to have courage and rise against their tormentors. Healing may take time, but the “will to survive” can steer us through life’s storms.

Whether they were the jagged edges of rocks or the thorns that tore through her breast,  or she was thrown off balance into the deep waters, she knows she has the resilience to flounder and rise. The one who considers “darkness as her guide” and “tears as diamonds,” she has to be a “warrior” of life. Written in a  straightforward style, each poem is loaded with the power of a bullet that can pierce your heart. 

With mind-blowing imagery and persistence of a bull, Watson exhorts you to be a “lioness” like her to carve your own future. A powerful and emotional poetry with meaningful messages.

‘Tales From the Irish Garden:The Missing Pieces’ is like a whiff of fresh breeze, lifting us from the mundane world of thrillers and murder mysteries, transporting us to the magical world of love, kindness, and peace. Here, in the garden of the Emerald Island, meet with the Storyteller – the character, who holds various threads of the stories together. Cronin weaves them into a magical garland, and the link sounds realistic despite the fantasy backdrop. Anyone who comes to the Storyteller’s garden finds comfort, solace and confidence to face the world.

Characters are of utmost importance in all the stories and each one shines under the pen of Cronin. She doesn’t need to describe them, as their emotions and reactions are enough to tell about them. It is a marvel how Bebechat (a cat) becomes a part of characterisation and holds your attention with real human feelings. 

While reading the stories, you get sucked into the power of positivity floating in the vibrant garden of the Storyteller, bask in the glory of his sanctuary, inhale the fragrant air, enjoy the music created by Ramon, and devour the homemade scones and cakes baked by Lilah. Also, enjoy the weddings! You have to read this book to visit the spectacular sanctuary.

Happy reading! Thank you.

Have you checked  Beyond the Fetters? It is a poignant and engaging story of cultural compulsions and emotional deluge. 

Game Over! #Poetry #WDYS

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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. 

#Whispers #PhotoPrompt #WDYS

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Whispers

Borrowed light
Travelling through time
Whispers secrets that sound true.

Moments pause here, muted by
Arched attachments
Silence saunters with élan. 

Dedication dons ancient attire
Shadows settle on history —
Long forgotten ghosts.

Blinded by light and sound show,
They watch from the edges
How the arches come to life.

Each one whispers a story
Of the door that never opened,
Of the freedom that remained a dream.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration #Whatdoyousee – 327

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.

Here is the link for my New Release – Beyond the Fetters

#PhotoPrompt #WDYS #Poetry

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Moments that Echo

Grandma clicked this picture
How many moons ago
I don’t know.

What I know is that she
Captured the joy of the moment,
the love that could never fade,
the beaming faces, the stars in the eyes,
the eternal hug – sibling bonding etched forever.

Royal robes of Mother Nature
fluttered in the fall breeze
Dad stood behind us,
Could there be a better symbol
of childhood innocence and parental pride?

Ah! How that love melts!
Time dust turns into rust;
The coating gets thicker each day,
Echoes of longing refuse to subside 
as I look at this precious picture.
© Balroop Singh

Thank you Sadje for the inspiration to respond to the image #Whatdoyousee #309

Thank you for reading my poetry.

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.

Here is the link for my New Release – Beyond the Fetters