Mirror

Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto

Immersed in a magical Mirror
We stand gazing at the pool
Dwindling each day
Reflecting upon reasons

When did the magic fade?
Did it vanish with the pool fairy?
Or apathy and human avarice
Devour its exquisite grandeur?

Depleted oasis ebbing away
Reflections gather to ponder
Confabulations grow grim
Shimmer of sun waning at the horizon

Birds fly away in fright
Clouds pass by without respite
New shoots struggle to grow
A positive light lingers

A wake up call reverberates –
Mirroring her mute messages
Respect Mother Nature
Feel the love and nurture it.
© Balroop Singh, August, 2019

Thanks to Sue Vincent for an inspiring Thursday #photoprompt Mirror.

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Colors

Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto

The day sun descended
With all his fire
To dilute the heat
Even clouds forgot to peep

I watched with a gasp
When an azure pool
Changed its color
Heat flew like splinters

Mother earth endured all
Breathing quiet messages
Branches stoop to offer shade
Moments of harmony sway

Now this pool knows magic
As it changes colors
Passion and serenity meet here
Moon lends its silvery glow.
© Balroop Singh, July 2019

Thanks to Sue Vincent for an inspiring Thursday #photoprompt Aflame

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Moments We Love

In this book, my poems focus on love, the magical word that brings along the first blush, the first missed heart-beat and also the first heart-break. Mother Nature smiles as we recline in her lap, inhaling its fragrance, weaving dreams of desire and drenching in the deluge of emotions.

Here is an excerpt from Moments We Love:

If you were rain
Would you drench me
With the deluge of your cascading fall
Inundating my urges?

Would you carry me along
As you flow into streams
Of desire, whetted by torrent
Of yearning of ages?
© Balroop Singh

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The Door

Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto

The door that locked me in
The door that became my canvas
Ignited my creativity,
Stirred my numb mind
I am glad I didn’t unlock it!

The door that barred my way
The door that masked my mirages
Peeping outside was a sin
It taught me to look within
I am glad I learnt to introspect.

The door that sparked curiosity
The door that revealed the world
Delusions died with the door
Realism was stark and stormy
I am glad I could see!

The door that I shunned willingly
The door that I churlishly closed
To emerge saner, subtle minded
Positive vibes kept me snug
I am glad it nurtured me!

Till the walls weakened
Inspiring me to look beyond
All fears embedded in that door
I move into the realms of my choice
Into the world of love and peace.
© Balroop Singh

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Earth and Sky

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Misty mountains beckon
Slippery stones scare
Where clouds adorn the valley
Illusionary world comes alive here

Rivulets dance with abandon
Sunbeams play a dazzling game
Songs of nature mystify you
Tricky pathways meander

Dew never dries here
Fragrance floats forever
Positive vibes permeate around
Seeping within your soul

Where we could touch the mist,
Inhale tranquility of waning light
Be one with the dreamy duo –
Earth and sky

Heaven below our feet, grandeur above
Purging all our doubts
Silence speaks in thousand dialects
Concert only senses could hear!
© Balroop Singh, June 2019

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