Who is Weak?

Pixabay image by Marianne Sopala

The strong and the mighty
Try to push you around
Whatever the weather
They don’t want you together

“Why are you happy?
How could you…without me?
I hold the power
How dare you flower?”

Is it jealousy or arrogance?
Lack of love or loneliness?
Humility at their feet,
They trample you with conceit

Domineering seems to be their right
Insecurities weaken their hearts
Love vibes refuse to step-in,
Aggression is their sole weapon

Yet they fail to snatch smiles
Which build bridges across miles
Little houses are a haven of peace
They offer you ethereal ease.
© Balroop Singh, February 2019

Inspired from D. Wallace Peach’s “Monthly Speculative Fiction Writing Prompt.” Please hop over to her blog to read more and get inspired.

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Memories and Moments

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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Reality and Imagination

Sue Vincent’s #PhotoPrompt

Brooding eyes, blasé yet discreet
Discerning depth of dark images
Wriggling away from the light
That glows to glean truth

Unstated grievances creep out
When I look within
All of you crawl like worms
Some faces visibly distraught

The artist could see you
My illusionary veil couldn’t shroud
Graphic secrets of thoughts
That groan under pictorial patterns

Onlookers may admire the art
Only I know the depth it conceals
Come and alleviate agonies
Shared stories satiate emotions.
© Balroop Singh, January 2019

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A craving

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

D. Wallace Peach (Diana for her friends) who blogs at ‘Myths of the Mirror’ has started a new feature –  “Monthly Speculative Fiction Writing Prompt.” Please hop over to her blog to read more and get inspired.

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Magic of Holidays

My favorite fairy has arrived

With magic in her pockets

And loads of holiday love!

I can feel the thrill of

Her sparkling silvery powder

Mesmerizing me

With its fragrance!

She lifts me to carry

Into her enchanted world

Of stars, of peace

To recline upon her pillows

And soak in moments

of celestial joy.

© Balroop Singh, December 2018

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