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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Silvery Serenity

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Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto

Drowning in watery wails
I try to clutch the waning light
My eyes wander in a wild pursuit
Knowing not what they want.

What is this weird place?
Silver glistens in the sky
Lending its sparkle to waves
Not a soul in sight.

Who dumped me here?
A wilderness of my dreams
At least I can breathe!
Hope shimmers amid dark dunes

Barefoot I walk toward horizon
I would carve my way
Out of apathy and derision.
Desolation doesn’t dissuade me.

Soaking in silvery serenity
I exult at my new world
All shackles fell apart
Traces of humanity linger.
© Balroop Singh

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The Dark Pool

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Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto

They stumbled upon a pool
A dead pool, stagnant.
Striving to breathe,
Bereft of the elixir of life.

Cascading stream fell silent
The day avarice ate the woods
Paths around it closed in support
Rocks reiterate man’s ruse.

Stranded near a watery grave,
With parched throats
They wait, wondering
Is there a way out of this wilderness?

How did they stray so far?
Edges extending to eternity
The ceaseless drift of nature
Reinforcing her mystic hold.

The only way out – walk slowly
Listen to vibes of Mother Nature
Her whispers are best mentors
She knows how to forgive.
© Balroop Singh, April, 2020

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Three Black Men

Three black men asked:
“Why are you on this earth?”

“To love, laugh and smile
To chase our dreams
To discover the wonders
To create new paths.”

“I can create doubts,” smirked Shorty.

“We explore the truth,
Feel the caress of breeze
Roll with the waves,
Breathe in the beauty”

“But I can throttle you,” said Scary.

“We feel you but break free
To savor spring air.
You melt at our feet
When we accept your tyranny.”

“What about me?” the devilish one spoke.

“Your gloom may be overpowering
Your sorrows flow into crevices
We accept you as part of life
To discern the magic of light.”

Three black men –
Doubt, Fear and Darkness
Dare not ask another question
As they cloaked their heads in ignominy.
© Balroop Singh

This poem is inspired from Pamela S. Wight’s spooky story: Men in Black.

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Rocky Terrain

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Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto

Rocks don’t inspire me
But hostile terrain beckons
I’ve no choice
I can’t give up my chase
If the cure lies beyond.

Thank you for the inspiration Sue. We are all on this terrain.

I have been writing poetry, deriving solace from the spring, heralding change – a brilliant reminder that nature remains untouched despite the encroachments that have been made on her beauty.

The fiery touch of Corona virus that nature has sent to show who is in command, is just the beginning of a new era for mankind who didn’t bother to heed the warnings. William Wordsworth’s prophetic lines come to my mind:

“To her fair works did Nature link
The human soul that through me ran;
And much it grieved my heart to think
What man has made of man.“

I’ve kept my cool by keeping my thoughts positive, by reiterating the message of the universe that nothing is permanent.

I’ve been listening to music more than the news to keep my sanity.

I come from the family of doctors and many of my dear ones are directly involved in the task of offering their services, I call them the soldiers of present times and salute all those who are fighting the monster called Covid – 19.

We shall overcome is the refrain that rings in my ears everyday.

Mother nature has been too kind, ‘we should never take anything for granted,’ we heard that phrase a thousand times but never paid any attention. We need to respect her message and her creation.

Remember, we are doing no honor to her. We are doing all this for ourselves, to save us and keep our dear ones safe.

After paying for our negligence, we would get another chance. That’s the law of nature. As a renowned urdu poet Sahir Ludhianavi wrote, “Raat bhar ka hai mehmaan andhera, kiske roke ruka hai savera…” (Translation: Darkness is just a guest of the night, who can hold back the morning?)

I have pulled out an excerpt from my debut poetry book to renew hope:

Time has stood still
The storm is yet to pass
The descent of night seems eternal
Perplexed, petrified, I wait.

Wait for a new dawn
Wait for a smooth tide
Wait for that lovely flight
Which brings hope!

© Balroop Singh

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