
Gold couldn’t lure us
We are literary beetles
We walk at will, making our own trail.
Destinations don’t hold us
We scatter words that shimmer
The sky is our canvas.
Our burrows are cavernous
We bury dreams in them
They reverberate ruefully.
We wait for wings
To excavate our aspirations
Of touching the horizon.
The path may be treacherous
Our feet may be feeble
Yet we walk undeterred
Impelled by each other’s whisper.
© Balroop Singh
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Beautiful, Balroop. Your words do shimmer!
And yours too Denise. Have a wonderful day, read, read read! 🙂
This weaves atmosphere like a shadowy cloak, Balroop.
Really? I didn’t mean to wear any cloak 🙂
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Making our own trails – yes.
Love your poem.
Thanks Pranab.
This is a sweet poem, Balroop. love this line: “We scatter words that shimmer
The sky is our canvas.” How beautiful!
Thank you Lisa, love your support. 🤗
This is outstanding, Balroop! ❤ Must share everywhere…
Many thanks for your lovely words dear Bette. I am delighted to hear that. 🤗❤️
What an amazing poem. Yes, that’s me!
Thanks for connecting with my words Jacqui 🤗
This is beautiful, Balroop. Thank you for sharing your gift with us.
Thank you Jill for chiming in, I am glad you liked it.
Beautiful, Balroop. We do indeed need those wings to reach our horizons.
miriam
Yep!! Thanks Miriam 😊
some of these lines are so relevant in current times.
“We wait for wings
To excavate our aspirations
Of touching the horizon”
Aspirations are universal and timeless arv. Thanks for sharing your thoughts.
you are welcome. 🙂
Ooooh, I love this poem, Balroop. The imagery and metaphor is so unusual that it makes me sit up and take notice. Well done!
Thanks for sharing your lovely thoughts Diana, I am delighted to hear that. 🤗
Oh so current Balroop. A profound and moving poem! ❤
Thank you Deb.
I believe your poem resonates for all writers, literary beetles, especially during challenging times. I love “reverberate ruefully.” My interpretation is the words are building and want to be released but how and when. I read your poem a few times, and each time uncovered more layers. Your words do shimmer, Balroop, always. Beautiful!💕
Thank you Erica for such lovely words and a different interpretation but that is the beauty of poetry. Love and hugs.
fitting for what we are facing today.
hi from Asia, Balroop!
Hi Vishnu, hope you are doing well. Thank you for peeping in.
This is beautiful, Balroop.
Thanks Robbie.
Full of mystery. (K)
Thanks!
Enjoyed your poem. 🙂
Thank you Kitty.
You are welcome, Balroop. 🙂
Isn’t this a neat idea? Literary Beetles indeed, burrowing our words in the Earth of the minds of others. Here’s to scattering our shimmering words and sharing our souls with our stories. xo
I am delighted that you liked the idea Pam. Thank you!
Nice interpretation, Balroop. Your poems just keep getting better! 😀 ❤
Thank you Bela, you made my day with your lovely words. 🙂
Oh, I”m glad! Because it’s true! Aloha, Balroop. ❤
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A gorgeous poem, Balroop. Loved it! ❤ xo
Thank you Vashti 🤗
😀 xo