poem – Page 32 – Emotional Shadows

My Creative Cave

Published on June 10, 2021June 9, 2021 by balroop singh57 Comments

My creative cave
Is open from both sides
Starry nights spread their tresses
When sun wanders away.

My heart tingles with delight
When the glow of moon
Creates magic in my cave
My pen drapes around the light.

Emotions echo
To release the words
Oppressed by feral fears
Creativity cedes her hold.

Till dawn breaks
Bringing dewy-damp whispers
And melody of flowers
A new song reverberates.

A song in synch with the surroundings
A song that soothes many hearts.
© Balroop Singh, June 2021

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Colleen’s Ekphrastic #PhotoPrompt

Published on May 20, 2021May 19, 2021 by balroop singh51 Comments

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA: Trent McDonald, photographer

I embody desires
My power can never be calmed
I breathe moments
That flow through timeless terrain
To add glory to wilderness.

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I race like thoughts
Yet I could calm a myriad mind
I heal without words
Hopes crumble into me
To create a balm for souls.

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Thanks to Colleen and Trent for the inspiration.

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Muted by the Tiny

Published on May 13, 2021May 12, 2021 by balroop singh66 Comments

Sunset is no longer beautiful
As it reminds me of flames
That wolfed many humans.

The smoke of cremations
Changed its radiance
Even hues of the sky seem muted.

Sunset seems that robber
Who colluded with a tiny virus
To deprive many of their basic right.

Souls soar to meet the unknown
While we look teary-eyed
As each home is in mourning.

Soot sits on the trees
Lending darkness to the sun
Its glory snatched by the pyres.

The mighty and the powerful
Look helplessly
No defeat was ever so enormous!
© Balroop Singh, May, 2021.

This poem tries to express the emotions of Pandemic affected people of India, clawed by Covid – 19.

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#Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 222

Published on April 22, 2021April 22, 2021 by balroop singh43 Comments

Each sunrise speaks softly
Clouds seem to promise respite
Yet they perish thirsty
Sans water, sans loving friends
Haunted by the cleft curse queen.
© Balroop Singh

Inspired by the image for the Tanka Tuesday Photo Challenge by Colleen M. Chesebro. Thank you.

Dreams #PoetryChallenge #Tanka

Published on February 25, 2021February 25, 2021 by balroop singh56 Comments

Theme-based poetry kicks my muse hard and when the theme happens to be “Dreams,” she rides on the waves, eager to explore each one. I tried to restrict her to one Tanka but another one just flowed. She has more in her pockets but I have reserved them for my next book.