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#TankaTuesday – Butterfly Cinquain

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Behold…

The grass
drenched with dew
waits for the orange glow 
daisies toss their heads with dahlias
bees drink
the potion of spring with fervor
I join the children who
catch butterflies
with zing.

***

Betrayal

Fiery
embers smolder
within my pristine heart,
desecrated by Trojan horse.
ash swarms,
asphyxiating my larynx.
shadows crawl around me.
shrouded in fog,
I drop.

© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. This week’s challenge is to experiment with synesthesia. Choose a syllabic form of your choice, and use at least two examples of synesthesia in your poem. (If two examples are too much, make sure you have at least one example of synesthesia in your poem).

I’ve written two Butterfly Cinquains. The Butterfly Cinquain is an unrhymed, nine-line syllabic titled poem with the pattern: 2-4-6-8-2-8-6-4-2.

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#TankaTuesday #Nonet + #WDYS #PhotoPrompt

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Fading Light

Have you walked the dark corridors
or sat buried in the deluge
where the soul strives to break free?
Have you ever fallen
down the cliff like a
thin waterfall
cascading
down to
sink?

Lost
in the
new alleys
of the valley
with no intent of
crawling back, they sought peace
in the echoes of nature
the glow of fading light lingered
slight hope flickered at the horizon.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen and Willow for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry.

This week, Willow is hosting Tanka Tuesday, and her prompt is to write a Nonet, and use synonyms for : The state of the world/ or our lives. This is according to our interpretation. We can use synonyms for our life if we prefer.

 A Nonet is a nine line poem with the syllable count of 9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1. It can be written on any subject and must have a title. A Nonet can be reversed with 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9 syllable count.

Many thanks to Sadje for the image and the inspiration — #Whatdoyousee #295

Thank you for reading my poetry.
Here is the Amazon link for my new poetry book.

For more poetry, hang out with  Hues Of Hope 

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Time Tyranny #PhotoPrompt #WDYS

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Image credit; Chris Lynch @ Unsplash

Time Tyranny

When men try to tower over time,
When hands of the clock are held by Satan,

When shadows become larger than life,
When past lessons are shoved into the crevices,

When conflagrations spread unabated,
When human values vanish into the air,

When smoke bellows from the trees,
When sands of power blind the eyes,

When screams satiate the raging brutes,
When war din swallows human voices, 

When thorny winds whisper ancient tales,
When sighs don’t stir the mighty,

When innocent, unarmed people are handcuffed,
When empty words are offered by the Sadists, 

Be it known that the fog of execration will smother them,
Disgrace demons will follow them forever.

Calls of redemption will haunt them till eternity,
But some sins are unpardonable.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration — Whatdoyousee #293

Thank you for reading my poetry.
Here is the Amazon link for my new poetry book.

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#TankaTuesday #Moon Magic

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Image from my back patio

Moon Magic

Mesmerized by the
sublime glory of the sky
of today’s moonlight,
the dark crevices of my heart
embraced the magic of hope. 

“We ran as if to meet the moon.” –Robert Frost

He told us about
the first fragrance of seasons,
the soaring spirits,
the lovers who pine alone,
how blissful is solitude! 
© Balroop Singh 

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. The challenge this week is to write a Tanka Puente, using a quote from “75 Best Moon Quotes.” Click on the link to join the fun.

Thank you for reading my poetry.
Here is the Amazon link for my new poetry book.

For more poetry, hang out with  Hues Of Hope 

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#PhotoPrompt #Emotions #WDYS

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Image credit; Maksym Mazur @ Unsplash

Fantasy Flight

Riding on the passion of writing
Yearning for the world of fantasy,
Of the land that’s free,
My muse escapes.

And I sit,
Searching for the doors
She slammed shut.

What am I without her?
A slave to her whims?
Holding words –
Meaningless without her magic.
But I know
She’ll return with new ideas.

The path waits, dark and quiet
Invisible memories meander,
Starry nights get darker,
Silent echoes connect us.

Her journey to the moon
Endows her with new wisdom –
Fantasy flights fraught with euphoria,
Lead us into lonely lands.
Human touch is the basic need,
Love and emotions keep us grounded.

© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration – Whatdoyousee #291

Thank you for reading my poetry.
Here is the Amazon link for my new poetry book.

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.