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The Flames #WDYS

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The Flames

I could hear that sound
The fire crackling within me,
the flames consuming my self-esteem,
Shrieking suffocation.

I could hear that sound
So familiar, so conversant,
stifled within me,
smothered by shackles.

I could hear that sound
Coercing me to respond, to shake off
The fiery touch,  tearing off
my spirit, my confidence, my vivacity.

I could hear that smoldering agony
Imploring me to rise, to react,
reminding me of my resolve
To live with dignity.

I can no longer snub that sound,
that inner voice, my mentor
my only benefactor, cautioning me
not to die of asphyxiation.

I can no longer wait for droplets
of that heavenly nectar.
Pretense is peeping through
that cloak of compassion.

I can no longer remain insignificant
Your harrowing hauteur is oppressive.
Forgive me for finding my own avenues
My gratitude goes to my spirit.

© Balroop Singh
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Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration — WDYS 366

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Love Calls #WDYS

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Image credit; Ali Kazal

Love Calls


Near my bedroom window
A pine tree sways on moonlit nights
Its branches almost touching the wall,
Casting scary shadows.

An owl loves this pine
HOO hoo hoo, it sings in a high-pitched tone 
Hoo…oo is the softer but deeper response
A duet of alternating calls continues.

I fall asleep to their rhythmic love calls,
Piercing through my anguished heart
Wishing to fly away to far off lands
To sing a song that gets a response.

I walk into the dreamy mist,
Knowing well that the path is obscure.
Shrouded in a hazy halo,
Two flickering lights reveal my love.

He stands muted, where the path bends,
Unable to move, as if embedded in stone.
The path keeps drifting,
The mist gets denser.

HOO hoo hoo, the sound returns,
Hoo…oo, sings the responder.

© Balroop Singh
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Thanks to Sadje for an inspiring photo prompt #WDYS – 359

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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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A Dream #WDYS

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I parked my dream
with my brand new, white cycle
It still whispers through
the pores of my skin, nudging,
reminding: dreams never die.

***

caged in metaphors
content with the flight they took
all dreams have melted. 
a cauldron of charred moments –
the only reality.

© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for an inspiring photo prompt WDYS – 357.

Thank you. If you like poetry, please click on the link to look inside 

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#TankaTuesday

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can we dig deeper?
to excavate dormant dreams,
to nurture the love
that still waits at the crossroads,
eager to hone harmony.

***

can we wriggle out? 
can the snowy shackles melt?
walk a mile with me
better beginnings beckon
lustrous love lingers in hearts.

© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen and Robbie for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. The challenge this week is to write a poem that “features one or more forms of alliteration.”

Alliteration has been one of my favorite literary devices.

My new poetry book is dedicated to such blogger buddies for inspiring me to learn and write syllabic poetry. If you like poetry, please click on the link to look inside 

My new poetry book