The Door

The door
Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto

The door that locked me in
The door that became my canvas
Ignited my creativity,
Stirred my numb mind
I am glad I didn’t unlock it!

The door that barred my way
The door that masked my mirages
Peeping outside was a sin
It taught me to look within
I am glad I learnt to introspect.

The door that sparked curiosity
The door that revealed the world
Delusions died with the door
Realism was stark and stormy
I am glad I could see!

The door that I shunned willingly
The door that I churlishly closed
To emerge saner, subtle minded
Positive vibes kept me snug
I am glad it nurtured me!

Till the walls weakened
Inspiring me to look beyond
All fears embedded in that door
I move into the realms of my choice
Into the world of love and peace.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sue Vincent for an inspiring Thursday #photoprompt Forgotten 

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Summit

Horizon
Sue Vincent’s #write photo

Fear watched in awe
Mist of doubt dissipated
As he climbed up dauntless
Talking only to his mettle

Friendly talk fell apart
At the speed he sustained
Daggers drawn at everyone
Knocking rivals down

Climbing upon carcasses
Swinging on subterfuge
Intoxicated by a vial of venom
In pursuit of self-glorification

Could a menacing sky dissuade him?
Could Earthly shackles restrain him?
Even woods and waterfalls
Couldn’t persuade him

Not a moment of reflection
As summit beckoned him
He knew zenith was waiting
Just for him

Alone he stood, friendless,
Captive at the top of the world!
Contrite at his truimph
Success comes at a price!
© Balroop Singh, July 2018

Thanks to Sue Vincent for an inspiring Thursday photo prompt Summit #writephoto.

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No Turning Back

crossing5
Sue Vincent’s #photoprompt

Desolate path
Unknown crossing
Yet she moved alone
Abandoning
All that was hers
Long wishful way
Full of flowers
The only motivation.

Lost choices
No turning back
Dusk within
A cloudless day
The weird way
Confidence coerced her
Clear crossing
Brighted her spirits.

Love withered away
Mystic images
Besieged her
She didn’t belong here
She knew
Crossing beckoned her
Yet some moments
Stood bare.

It was time
To gather those moments
To break all barriers
To cross over
Into the land unknown
New horizons
New hopes
Stood to welcome her.
© Balroop Singh, July 2018

     

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Snow Within Us? #Thaw

Snow within us

It may have snowed last night
But I would walk out to meet you
The pebbly path may be slippery
But I can find the footholds to reach you

My snow boots may be old
But they would carry me along
It may be warm here
But I can carry it in my sedulous song

Your heart may be cold
But I would ignite it with the fire
That burns bright within us
The flames that you always admire

The sun may be hidden
But it would shine brighter to thaw
The coldness in and out
Our love can never withdraw

Never at the threat of intruders
Who try to alienate ardent lovers
Who try to accentuate acrimony
In the name of cultural covers.
© Balroop Singh

Inspired from Sue Vincent’s #photoprompt Thaw. Thanks dear friend.

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