I Know You

I know you well
I know how you barge in
With your muffled face
To rob us of our happy days

I know your icy fingers are eagerlySounds of death
Whetting their nails
To dig deeper into my veins
I have just one request…

Come softly…tiptoe into my room
Clasp me gently in my sleep
I know you are not so nice
But you can’t be cruel to me twice.

Come when the sky is soft pink
I may not be awake to see
My soul would soak in the beauty
And leave this earth with good memories

My truce with you doesn’t speak of love
You know I hate you
I have always hated since you
Deprived me of my childhood!
© Balroop Singh

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Darkness And Decay

hope

When I look at
The dark clouds merging into white
With the sun smiling through them
I wonder…
Aren’t dark corridors natural?
Don’t they creep in uninvited?

The sun lies within
Its glow can permeate all around us
Darkness dispels with its power
That streak of hope, that blue oasis
Beckons for beacon of light
Which scatters slowly

When I look at the rain
I wonder…
Is isolation so cathartic?
Isn’t merging so natural
Like drops of water falling…
Blending back bemused!

When I look at the fall
I wonder…
How beauty changes its connotation
Decay doesn’t decimate it
Golden gifts that Mother Nature gathers
Are treasures for posterity!

fall-is-beautiful

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Living Again

 

Living Again

I rise again from the valley of death
The valley you pushed me into
The valley I reject…
Its darkness had blinded me.

I don’t want to mourn for
The blessings that I have lost
I refuse to crumble under them
Within me, I can hear a loud protest.

Memories don’t make me smile
They offer no solace now
I have buried them in the valley of death
Anger and apathy is what I carried.

They too diluted with time
I am seeking new vistas
I am focused now
Approbations no longer allure me.

I seek the company of those
Who can guide me, escort me,
Towards the path of enlightenment,
Of forgiveness, of acceptance, of eternal peace.

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