poem – Page 33 – Emotional Shadows

#Ekphrastic #PhotoPrompt #Poetry

Published on July 19, 2022 by balroop singh54 Comments

A Sonnet has always scared me, I’ve never tried to write it. Then I came across ‘Blason.’ (Thanks to Colleen and her gang of poets in the blogosphere.)

A Blason is a genre of poetry committed to the praise or blame of something through the use of a series of images that support the theme. Blason can be applied to any verse form such as the Sonnet or Blank Verse.

I’ve tried to write a Blason, which was a three-dimensional challenge: as I had to keep in mind 10 syllables in each line, follow the theme and also write 14 lines.

Is it Love?

His love is like fire burning in hearth
His hands are nothing less than hot iron.
His arms clasp tight like a docile python
His touch mesmerizes in an instant.
He stands tall, towering over my face
Looking as if he would devour my lips.
His smile is like satan’s putrid profile
Yet his love for me glows like fresh embers.
As I smolder in his gripping embrace
He speaks in syllables that exude lust.
The promises he makes sound ambrosial
His expectations higher than heavens
But I admire his celestial visage
I know my allure for him sounds bizarre.
© Balroop Singh

Thank you Colleen, for the inspiration to respond to an image by writing syllabic poetry.

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#Golden #Tastetherainbow – Color #Poetry: Double #Etheree

Published on June 9, 2022June 8, 2022 by balroop singh42 Comments

Pine
needles
pierce deeper,
as they reach out
to gather the glow
of glorious summer
once again opening my
youthful eye, yearning to touch the
golden era that whizzed by unseen
while my face was buried deep in the books.

I am told twilight is more beautiful
golden glow is as fresh as ever
just the connotation changes
books are our precious friends now
the silence of thoughts thaw
as pine melodies
mingle in their
sagacious,
unseen
love.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen’s weekly TankaTuesday challenge, which has inspired me to create a syllabic poem based on color. I chose golden, a symbol of grandeur, positivity, success, cheerfulness and bliss.

I chose to write 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.

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Here is my latest release Hues Of Hope

#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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One More Time…

Published on May 19, 2022May 18, 2022 by balroop singh44 Comments

Here the stream is so calm
As if halted by the bridge.

Here the water is emerald
As if painted by an artist.

Here the leaves are glossy green
As if polished by Mother Nature.

Here the ways are velvety
As if designed by fairies.

Here the clouds take a dip
As if swimming with us.

Here the wind sings its melodies
As if inspired by Zephyrus.

Here we meet our memories
Each one is most precious!

Here is the old tree
Its arms are as inviting as ever.

We look up wistfully
Yearning to swing on them one more time.

The birds are singing the same song
That soothed us everyday.

Thank you.

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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