Muted by Time

Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto

Let’s talk about those days
When we didn’t wear cloaks
When we were free
When our faces glowed

Let’s refresh those memories
Of sprightly laughter
That echoed in our citadel
Of shimmering light thereafter

Let’s talk about the whispers
That breathed life into us
The majestic trees that swayed
To celebrate our glory

Now we stand muted by time
Reduced to sentinels
Within these narrow ramparts
Frozen with one expression.

Clouds gather to commemorate
The legacy of eternal love.
© Balroop Singh

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Another Dawn

 

Eerie whispers of moon
Stirred sweet memories
Of exotic holidays
While snow queens twirled

Wrapped in magical moonlight
She sat by the window
Watching winter winds
That licked at shadows

A Moon fairy landed near her
Swirling softly she spoke
Of the mist that clouded
Her thoughts

She shook the ashes –
The residue of past fires
Smoldering within her heart
She whispered…

“Another dawn is waiting
Let’s welcome it together
Warm it with Christmas cheer
The song of life is still dear.”
© Balroop Singh

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Gathering Bliss

Those days that are special
Days we cherish
Days that take us back
Into the limber labyrinth of life

Myriad moments come alive
Reviving everlasting memories
Each day reinforces relationships
And bonding that is eternal

I basked in their glory
Revisiting those moments
Savoring smiles of loved ones
Love that has stood the test of time

Garbed in childhood bliss
Reminiscing only the delight
I gathered gossamer grains
Of time, twinkling just for a while.
© Balroop Singh

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Petals Define Life

Pixabay image by Rebekka D

Petals smile; soften our hearts
Memories mesmerize; sometimes.
Petals perish within days
Memories last like a perennial stream

Petals fall; flutter away
Memories stay; somber or stoic.
Petals sleep within protected layers
Memories deepen; deluge our senses

Petals exude positive light
Memories mingle with darker hues.
Petals perpetuate fleeting joy
Memories merge in moments of woe

Petals define paradox of life
Memories hold it firmly.
Petals preach momentary bliss
Memories seek eternity.
© Balroop Singh

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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.

Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

Image: Sue Vincent

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 

Most of the poets from John…

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