Reality and Imagination

Street art depicting a woman's face
Sue Vincent’s #PhotoPrompt

Brooding eyes, blasé yet discreet
Discerning depth of dark images
Wriggling away from the light
That glows to glean truth

Unstated grievances creep out
When I look within
All of you crawl like worms
Some faces visibly distraught

The artist could see you
My illusionary veil couldn’t shroud
Graphic secrets of thoughts
That groan under pictorial patterns

Onlookers may admire the art
Only I know the depth it conceals
Come and alleviate agonies
Shared stories satiate emotions.
© Balroop Singh, January 2019

Thanks to Sue Vincent for an inspiring Thursday #writephoto Imagination

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A craving

Frozen figure
Myths of Mirror #WritingPrompt

Frozen in time
With amorphia of ages
I sat waiting for love
It did come at last!

They came in hordes
With shovels and hoes
To dig around me
And create a cover

I am awning them
With arrows piercing my soul
Blinded by dirt and deceit
I crave for a new world

My faith in smithereens
My perceptions upbeat
Each storm whittling away
Gold of my sun

Internal injuries expand
Putrefying precious limbs
Blood flows through fissures
But freezes

Silvery glow refuses to fade
Spring smiles at the horizon
Promising to alleviate affliction
And apathy of ages.
© Balroop Singh, January 2019

D. Wallace Peach (Diana for her friends) who blogs at ‘Myths of the Mirror’ has started a new feature –  “Monthly Speculative Fiction Writing Prompt.” Please hop over to her blog to read more and get inspired.

Thank you Diana, for an irresistible  #WritingPrompt.

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Magic of Holidays

A fairy bringing holiday joy

My favorite fairy has arrived

With magic in her pockets

And loads of holiday love!

I can feel the thrill of

Her sparkling silvery powder

Mesmerizing me

With its fragrance!

She lifts me to carry

Into her enchanted world

Of stars, of peace

To recline upon her pillows

And soak in moments

of celestial joy.

© Balroop Singh, December 2018

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You and Me

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Sue Vincent’s #photoprompt

Reflections reflect you and me
Together for ages yet apart
We stand here
Our thirst unquenched.

Visitors come and go
Admire our vicinity to each other
Some capture us on the canvas
Of their minds

Others stand by to share
Their most guarded thoughts
Their stories of lost love
The mystery of love that lasts.

Those who came in a canoe
And stood to admire
My gnarled limbs last year
Their laughter created ripples,

Breaking your conceited calm
It revealed your cryptic cravings
Though I reach all out to hold you
Yet remain rooted in my zone.

A solitary life seems delightful
As mute connections speak
Of spiritual bliss we share,
Breathing contentment.
© Balroop Singh, December 2018

Thanks to Sue Vincent for an inspiring Thursday #writephoto Beneath

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Unknown Love

 

image of ocean and a wave rushing to the shore

I could hear the waves
Whispering softly into my ears.

I could see them breaking at my feet
Tugging at my heart.

I could discern the echo
Reverberating all around me.

I could envision their calling
Loving invitation into their arms.

I could feel the sweep
Getting carried by their stroke.

I could hold the breezy touch
Caressing my fingertips.

I could embrace the love
Profound and intensely distinctive.

I could experience the peace
Twirling with them, again and again.

I could sense the solace
Of merging into the unknown.

The unknown blue, enveloping all
The luring love, alluring all.
© Balroop Singh

Do you ever feel the same kind of pull… the feeling of merging into the surroundings?

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