#Senryu #Poetry

Anger – blind alley
an irresistible walk
for some bullish freaks

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Bare teeth, bulging eyes
hurl hollow words of dissent
to intimidate

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Whimsical horses
with stirrups of fervent ire
perilous morons

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Do they care for you?
beware, they are pretenders
with capricious love

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© Balroop Singh

Written for #TankaTuesday poetry challenge (specific form) Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration.

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Double #Etheree #ThemePrompt

The Gray Scarf

My 
gray scarf
breathes yearning,
holds warmth of love.
Purchased ages ago,
you promised it’s fragrance 
would never fade from our lives.
Then how did winter winds creep in
to divest us of our solemn vows?
Yet it sings familiar strains of summer,
shimmering with renewed rhythm of hope
that just lies at the bottom of sea
never reaching your empty heart.
Memories of gray scarf crawl,
weary shadows follow
on this Thanksgiving
till paths of love
converge in 
the next
world.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen’s weekly TankaTuesday challenge for the inspiration to create syllabic poetry. Eugi selected this month’s theme: The Gray Scarf.

 I chose Etheree, which consists of 10 lines of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 syllables. Etheree can also be reversed and written 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

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For more poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

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#Success #Troiku #Poetry

pursuing success
the sole goal of life
looking beyond relationships

pursuing success
stumbling on goalposts
never losing the focus

the sole goal of life
self-motivation ignites
the kiss of dawn

looking beyond relationships
a lonely path on clouds 
destination blurry
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen ‘s poetry challenge. This week, the challenge is to craft a Troika.

The Troiku is a form created by Chèvrefeuille at https://carpediemtroikuworld.blogspot.com/2015/10/welcome.html. (You can click on the link to understand this form.)

Inspired from haiku, this is a fun form, as it gives freedom from syllables. Yahoo!

Next week, I am traveling and would be away for almost three weeks. Despite the boosters, we have to keep the masks on for a lo….ng international flight!

See you in November!

Image from Pixaby.

For more poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

Here is my latest release  Hues Of Hope 

#TankaTuesday #Poetry Challenge

Paradoxical  Pine

I walk into the forest in the month of October – a mosaic of colors, and wonder why it brightens my mood, adds a smile to my face and warms my heart. There is gold in the air but I have an aching desire to catch the drifting leaves – reminders of life passing by! The pine in my backyard doesn’t care. 

Inspired by colors
mother nature’s lantern adds
a charm to its leaves 
each morning it glows orange 
to match the leaves of neighbors.
© Balroop Singh 

Thanks to Colleen’s weekly TankaTuesday challenge, ( taste the rainbow) which has inspired me to create a tanka prose. Tanka is typically written in the 5-7-5-7-7: a five-line syllabic structure. Tanka prose always contains a title. One basic requirement: one paragraph, and one tanka.

Thank you.

Image from my patio.(pine pun intended)

For more poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

Here is my latest release  Hues Of Hope 

#Butterfly #Cinquain – #ThemePrompt

Lightning

Bursting
out of a cloud, 
it creates a channel –  
tall trees nod and send sparks of love
a beam 
puts up a spectacular show 
sky suddenly lights up
scares some but 
mirthful.

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single
streak coruscates, 
an incandescent beam 
falls and stokes the light within me
My heart 
clamors to resist, it pierces,
inflames dormant instincts 
wrapping blanket
of love.

© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to craft syllabic poetry. I’ve written two butterfly cinquains. The theme of the month (chosen by Sangeetha) is: The Nature of Lightning.
The Butterfly Cinquain is an unrhymed, nine-line syllabic poem with 2-4-6-8-2-8-6-4-2 syllables per line. It uses the syllable count of the Crapsey Cinquain and then reverses it. The name comes from the butterfly shape it creates when centered on the page. 

Image from: pixaby

Thank you.

For more poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

Here is my latest release  Hues Of Hope