Receding Romance

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Sue Vincent’s #writephoto

Rift deep inside
Drifting away into unknown self
I carry a smiling visage
With visions of drenched love

I pass by this desolate path
Receding foliage reminds me
Blossoms don’t smile here
Stoic symphonies breathe within

Knowing well –
It started with a chink
A little opening to breathe
A little freedom of giving space

We just counted our flaws
And laughed together
When did it become a fissure?
Wide enough to devour us!

We lie trapped in darkness
In the shadows of stillness
Butterflies of hope are fluttering
With tears in silent eyes.
© Balroop Singh, March 2019

Thanks to Sue Vincent for an inspiring Thursday #photoprompt Rift

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Just Her Poetry #NewRelease

Just Her Poetry

I am delighted to welcome my blogger friend D.L.Finn to celebrate the release of her first poetry book, “Just Her Poetry Seasons of a Soul.”  You would be touched by realism in her poetry, which is inspired from Nature and seasons.

Finn Facts:

  1. I watch the Bachelor/Bachelorette shows, even when I announce I’m not going to. I hope for love to win, even in the strangest of circumstances.
  2. My favorite flower is a rose. Its beauty mesmerizes me, while its scent relaxes me. I always keep a bottle of rosewater with me.

Blurb:

Take a journey with D.L. Finn as she blends her love of nature with her deepest emotions. Sit with her on the forest floor observing its tranquil beauty, or stroll along the ocean’s shore admiring the vastness of its horizon. Here in these peaceful moments you’ll be able to experience her thoughts and feelings in the light—and in the darkness. This is a thought-provoking collection of poetry that invites the reader into all the seasons of a soul.

Excerpt FROM THE BOOK WORLD:

EVILDWELS MOVE ON

(based on This Second Chance and The Button)

Evildwels cannot exist where there is love.

But if there is doubt, fear, and hate they thrive.

They do their best to extinguish any love,

While feeding on the absence of it.

They only win with their own conquests.

Their hunger fed as they discard their victim.

Time is irrelevant to them…

As they search for the rage they need.

It seems to be in abundance for them.

They can pick their cream of the crop

…And then wipe it out.

The battle can be bleak and boundless

…Between good and evil.

But ultimately, it is evil that loses,

When good repairs the broken soul

…It is the stronger of the two.

It may lose the battle but always wins the war,

Then the good in love becomes the happy ending.

Evildwels move on…searching and waiting

For the cruel satisfaction of temporary hosts

In a moment where love is wiped away

Until love re-emerges…and the evildwel moves on.

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author_pic_smaller_sizeMeet the author:

D.L. Finn is an independent California local who encourages everyone to embrace their inner child. She was born and raised in the foggy Bay Area, but in 1990 relocated with her husband, kids, dogs, and cats to the Sierra foothills in Nevada City, CA. She immersed herself in reading all types of books, but especially loved romance, horror, and fantasy. She always treasured creating her own reality on paper. Finally, being surrounded by towering pines, oaks, and cedars, her creativity was nurtured until it bloomed. Her creations vary from children’s books, young adult fantasy, and adult paranormal romance to an autobiography with poetry. She continues on her adventures with an open invitation for her readers to join her.

D.L. Finn Links:

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Memories and Moments

Nature picture
Sue Vincent’s #photoprompt

Our favorite meeting place
Where we found solace,
Love still blooms there
With fragrance and care.

Breezy silence of your eyes
That could stir the skies,
When our dreams took flight
Spring sang with delight.

Clouds carried our joy far
Our love, lighted by every star
Lingered languidly on our lips
When our hearts chose ellipse

Memories and moments merge here
Today when we return to share,
Nuances of nature and love
That permeates this alcove.

Your fragrance still abounds
Blends in the melodious sounds,
Echoing its infinite power
In the grandeur of this bower.
© Balroop Singh, February 2019

Thanks to Sue Vincent for an inspiring Thursday #writephoto Fragrant

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#NewYearWishes

Sunrise and Happy 2019

May aspirations glow golden this year
May love and kindness kindle your hearts
May refulgent rays of Sun become blessings.
May the morning gold breathe peace and happiness.
© Balroop Singh

Thank you for your support dear readers and followers and have a wonderful New Year.

You and Me

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Sue Vincent’s #photoprompt

Reflections reflect you and me
Together for ages yet apart
We stand here
Our thirst unquenched.

Visitors come and go
Admire our vicinity to each other
Some capture us on the canvas
Of their minds

Others stand by to share
Their most guarded thoughts
Their stories of lost love
The mystery of love that lasts.

Those who came in a canoe
And stood to admire
My gnarled limbs last year
Their laughter created ripples,

Breaking your conceited calm
It revealed your cryptic cravings
Though I reach all out to hold you
Yet remain rooted in my zone.

A solitary life seems delightful
As mute connections speak
Of spiritual bliss we share,
Breathing contentment.
© Balroop Singh, December 2018

Thanks to Sue Vincent for an inspiring Thursday #writephoto Beneath

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