Forlorn

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I stand alone
Reminiscing my glorious past
I rot but the decay dawdles

Storms that I endured
Echo around me
Accentuating their power

Power that reeks
Of unaccomplished goals
Will they ever fathom the futility?

Shrouded by deafening silence
Of ruin and devastation, of
The land that nobody dares to tread

Dark moments cling to me
Even waters run deep
Avoiding the valley

Indifferent seasons secede
Wind forgets to sing here
Birds sit confounded

Clouds pass by
Intimidated by the water
Whose colors run deep red

Slime on the stones has subsided
Trees recede to reflect
Muted tones ask but

Only sky that envelops me
Can tell the story
Of my collapse, of your debacle.
© Balroop Singh, February 2019

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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

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Guest author: Balroop Singh ~ Poetry And Life

Poetry tries to capture life in the most subtle manner, offering interpretations beyond the words of a poet. My guest post explores the link between life and poetry.

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Poetry and life seem synonyms to me. The prism of poetry reflects life and its varied colors but the spectrum of life is much wider than poetry, which tries to capture some hues and even drifts into the darker crevices to discover those emotions that lurk on the sidelines, yearning to be embraced. Poetry digs deeper into those sensitivities; it understands the finer nuances of life and offers solace.

How well has Walt Whitman summed up the connection of poetry with life:

“We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. So medicine, law, business, engineering… these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love… these are what we stay alive for.”  – Walt Whitman 


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The Reward #Writephoto

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Someone sat at the door sniggering
I could never knock at
Emotions fluttered for freedom
Feet followed yet entrenched
In darkness, with closed eyes
I dared forward
Your presence pried over my mettle
A grunting sound scared me

I knew that sound
Yes! I told myself – this is familiar
I waited, fear throttled me
Could it be you!
You… who abandoned me
In the woods we wanted to explore
Together we started
Yet alone, staring at each other!

Wilderness beyond…
As your eyes signify
Scowling with a devilish expression
I wish you could have cared
I wish you could understand
Belongingness is a basic human instinct
Rejection has its own rewards
Yours is well deserved!
© Balroop Singh

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Hues Of Humanity

smoke

Living in caves for centuries
We promised we would dwell together
That incandescent light is but a deception
You said…Light of love is the real light

Your attraction to the allusive world
Carried you far from me
You got mired in materialistic chase…
Endless endeavors of plunder, triumph…

Love got buried within the stones
Smoky glow sheathed its purity
Open skies and rainbows ensnared you
Far better than tunnels of simplicity

Humanity crawls within them
I am glad it is breathing bleakly
Burdened by burgeoning delusion
Of understanding mysterious modern hu..man.
© Balroop Singh

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