Vistas

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Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto

A desolate path. A path that glowed with hopes. A path that you chose and we looked at you with pride. A path that is waiting.
A vista that made our summers blissful but you found wider ones, away from us, from the hills that raised you. How easily do we forget the fun of growing up!

You said you would come back. I know you never lie. Each day we sit here and rush back to our cottage to hear some news about you but the only connection we have with you sits mute.
You said you would keep in touch. I know you never forget your promises. Your dad disagrees. He says, “I don’t care.” But I can see his wet eyes; a lump in his throat is also visible.

I don’t believe what he says. I tell him I care; the umbilical cord is throbbing within me. I know the call would reach you.
The path gapes at me. The flowers don’t bloom any more. Birds look at my face and wonder whether they should sing a happy song. Only wind witches around me.
The candle is burning, its flame may be threatened by the wind but it refuses to die down. I have many more to brighten my evenings. The flickering flame exudes a thousand messages. I can discern them.

I know it is the way of the world. I know empty nesters wait, wait for a moment of joy. I know that joy is within you, gathering momentum. I know you would bring it home with all the wisdom of the world.
I gave you that choice. I gave you wings and I am proud of them.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sue Vincent for an inspiring Thursday #writephoto prompt Vista

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Dreamland

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Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto

Purple robes of Mother Nature
In sync with her dreams
How long has she yearned for them?
I stand spellbound.

Celebrations start at dawn
Only couples are invited
Royal robes flutter fragrance
Sun shies away.

A whisper rides on breeze:
Far away from the land of conflicts
Welcome to the domain of dreams
Love blooms here.

Skeptics – please stay away
Echoes of love might devour your designs
We hold harmony in our hearts
Tethered to respect for all.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sue Vincent for an inspiring Thursday #writephoto prompt Dream

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The Key

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Sue Vincent’s #writephoto

The key to his heart was always with me
But I never turned it
The secrets within – I had deciphered
Words seemed superfluous

I could hear when it spoke softly
Angst lay within
Those crevices I explored alone
To calm the crimson rims

Trust of togetherness shaped us
Even time bowed
Storms raged and lost their rancor
Hearts could conquer all

Light and darkness merged here
We welcomed both
No agony could ever efface
The love that levees our contours

Some secrets have to remain buried
Because they are ours
We do share them
But only with the stars.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sue Vincent for an inspiring Thursday #writephoto prompt Secret

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Book Review 3 : Moments we love by Balroop Singh

I marvel at Smitha’s in-depth reading and analysis of my poetry and therefore had to share her review.  The poet in her is looking at me through her choice of words, picking up all the nuances of emotions embedded in my poems. Many thanks to Smitha for this insightful review of Moments We Love. “There is a equal mix of romanticism and rebelliousness in the poems,” says Smitha. I am touched by her observations. The comments are closed here. Please hop on to her blog to read more.

Pennings...One woman's journey

I haven’t been active on wordpress lately. My brain has been clogged with far too many things. So what does a blogger do when s/he faces writer’s block if such a thing exists? The writer reads and then writes about what they have read. I picked up this book on kindle sometime ago but managed to read it only now because I’m not much of a kindle reader. I like holding books in my hand and feeling the pages. I know I must change this in the interest of the planet. And what better way to begin with this book which talks about the love for people and the love for nature and love for oneself in the same breath, especially since the author/ poet herself had told me when I decided to write review 3 months ago, ‘ the author has finally arrived.’ It’s a sentence I derive great…

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Where Is He?

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To my mind
He was…
Just an unknown entity,
A focus to inspire, to guide.
A self-created image
To give succor
A mirage!
So unreasonable, insensitive!
So confusing, open to interpretations
Self-evasive, far away
Invisible by choice.

Till I met this man!
I wonder…
Could there be anyone
More positive, more selfless
More caring, more forgiving
More generous, more peace loving?
Who never doubts your intentions
Who doesn’t care about pretentions
Who could mold you with his goodness.
His presence convinces me
God is not invisible.

© Balroop Singh

This poem is dedicated to the most loving person in my life, who is an embodiment of patience, forgiveness, humility and understanding. He has defined LOVE for me.

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