#Poetry Challenge #Synonyms Only

like an unmoored boat, I drift
to soothe my fragmented nerves
your vows echo around me
but rogue waves threaten

*** 

I hold my head high to see 
a shadow that follows me
a wonderful illusion
that keeps me alive

***

an eternal bond that soothes
a timeless pledge that persists
despite earthly boundaries
can love be confined?
© Balroop Singh

This week, Lisa is the host for Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge. The challenge is ‘Synonyms Only.’ That means we will be using synonyms for the given prompt words: promise and comfort.

I’ve highlighted the synonyms I used. I chose to write a string of dodoitsu.

A dodoitsu is a Japanese form of poetry that is sometimes performed as a folk song. It has 26 syllables: 7 in the first, second and third lines, and 5 in the last line. (7/7/7/5). No rhyming. No title.

Thank you dear readers.

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#Summer… 24 Seasons Challenge…

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Love Messages

beyond 
the summer moon, 
carried by the south wind
lanterns carry my emotions
that hold 
a thousand carved messages of love,
of spirited summers,
of our blissful 
sojourns.

***

Masking 
my intense pain 
behind a shallow smile
I liberate lanterns of love
sharing 
the fragrant breeze of last goodbye
in midsummer darkness
that declines to
dwindle.

***

I sob 
cuckoo bird sings 
the answers cascade down
miraculously, through young leaves
summer
promises winds of positive change 
will the fireflies dance? 
didn’t they die?
with you.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. 

Form: Butterfly Cinquain – nine lines, titled form with the pattern – 2, 4, 6, 8, 2, 8, 6, 4, 2 

The kigo words: summer moon, south wind, young leaves, midsummer darkness, fragrant breeze, fireflies.

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#TankaTuesday #Poetry 24 Seasons…

Picture from my back patio

April full moon cheered
as we stepped out to revel
in the glory of
gossamer rays that lured us
sorrow shrouds the moonlight now.

***

Covered by dark clouds,
the moon seems joyless like me
A sacred kinship,
a unique childhood connect 
of glum understanding. 

*** 

April showers breathe
a new life into morning
the velvety wind,
the fragrance of azalea
and wisteria‘s wild waltz.

***

A walk in the woods
breathing damp and steamy air 
Nostalgic moments
mingle in the maelstrom of
emotional engulfer.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry.

The kigo words I used have been highlighted.

Thank you dear readers. If you like poetry, read more: Moments We Love 

#Ekphrastic #Poetry Challenge – 24 Seasons…

From Facebook: Artist – Kaoru Yamada

My Window


serene
spring morning,
a fragrant path
flanked by rose bushes –
a poignant reminder
of delightful days we loved!  
Ensnared by emotional bars,
bigger than parameters of grief,
I watch from my window, for your presence.

The chill of your absence seeped through my bones
but breeze of yearning wafts around me
I wait for the magic of hope
dappled light and shade rips me
shadows subdue spirit
positivity
lies in shambles –
a challenge
beyond
me.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. I chose to write a double etheree. The kigo words I used have been highlighted.

Thank you dear readers. If you like poetry, read more: Moments We Love 

#Spring Equinox #TankaTuesday

Trees beam with color
birdsongs usher in spring dawn
dispelling darkness
yet my heart harbors a grudge
unsaid words wail wistfully.

Golden rays shake me
send an impassioned message –
positive thoughts help
wildflowers don dewy robes
Even the willows shimmer.

Doves coo in delight
haunting calls that pierce my heart
raking memories
blissful yesteryears hover
clasping me to offer balm.

Nebulous night drags
as I gaze at the ceiling –
empty, like my life.
Dare I swish the drape apart?
glance at the glorious dawn?
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for her 24 Seasons Poetry Challenge, which inspires syllabic poetry. I’ve highlighted the Kigo words.

Many thanks to all my blogger buddies for coming over to read and share their thoughts. I am trying to come out of my cocoon to visit your blogs.