On the first day of the New Year, I stepped out to see the change. Same sky, cloudless. No traces of much needed rain. Same sounds of cars whizzing past. Muffled faces. And then I saw him in the corner – HOPE! All bundled up, still shivering! I looked at him with expectant eyes.
“Procrastinator! Are you illusionary?” I sneered at him. He spoke to me:
“I know you love me I know you hinge on me When you tread on darker paths I know I inspire you.”
“And you take pleasure in elusive tricks?”
“ I have my constraints I float on the tide of time I possess no magic wand I hold a mirror to your ways.
“Sometimes I get caught In the currents of cacophony Discords and disharmonies Pull me down, make me dormant.”
“And so you walk out?”
“I am always around I whisper through the breeze I glisten in your heart I blend in your prayers.
Today, I have the pleasure of featuring talented poet, Balroop Singh, as my Treasuring Poetry guest. Balroop has shared some lovely thoughts about poetry and her favourite poems. My review of her latest book, Magical Whispers, is included at the end of the post.
How can you have one poem as a favorite? They have been changing with my growing years. From Rumi to Rudyard Kipling to Maya Angelou, poetry has always evoked images of romanticism, realism and Sufism and I got carried away with those images depending on the phase of my life.
As a youngster, I liked ‘Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening’ by Robert Frost. It acquainted me with the beautiful images and simple style of writing a poem, inspired me…