Time Tyranny #PhotoPrompt #WDYS

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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

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#Ekphrastic Challenge #Poetry

Title: Russian Dancers
Artist: Edgar Degas (French, Paris 1834–1917 Paris)
Date: 1899 via https://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/459097

Dissonance 

Dance is not just an art that enriches us emotionally, it conceals innumerable tales of time, of war devils who create their own tunes, of autocrats who gloat over their arrogance, of the mighty who forget that their power is illusionary, their greed perishable and their days limited. They all fall facedown, empty handed they leave; even misery scoffs at them but their lies live. Rivulets of hope flow in those hearts who know war bugles fail to halt spring.

“dance,” says the despot 
and the whip twirls around them 
innocent blood drips 
smoke sheathes their weary eyes
annihilated by whims
© Balroop Singh

Inspired from Colleen’s Ekphrastic #photoprompt. I followed her advice, “Remember, we can see what’s in the image, so write your poem using the image as an inspiration. Don’t just describe what you see in the image. Think about metaphor and allegory.”

This week, I chose tanka prose. There are two basic forms in classic tanka prose: Preface (explanation) and the Poem Tale (episodic narration.) 

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Who is Weak?

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Pixabay image by Marianne Sopala

The strong and the mighty
Try to push you around
Whatever the weather
They don’t want you together

“Why are you happy?
How could you…without me?
I hold the power
How dare you flower?”

Is it jealousy or arrogance?
Lack of love or loneliness?
Humility at their feet,
They trample you with conceit

Domineering seems to be their right
Insecurities weaken their hearts
Love vibes refuse to step-in,
Aggression is their sole weapon

Yet they fail to snatch smiles
Which build bridges across miles
Little houses are a haven of peace
They offer you ethereal ease.
© Balroop Singh, February 2019

Inspired from D. Wallace Peach’s “Monthly Speculative Fiction Writing Prompt.” Please hop over to her blog to read more and get inspired.

Thank you Diana, for a thought-provoking  #WritingPrompt.

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