Summer Love

 

Summer Love

In awe I looked at you
And the shimmering dew
Bashful beauty allured green shade
In your welcome they all swayed

When you tiptoed in
To lend glow to our solitary town
Your sparkling light could make
Each moment of my day bright

You illuminated our hearts
Just with your brighter days
The leaves and branches colluded
To bow to you in gratitude

Coruscating lilies spoke to me
Roses beseeched my attention
Mute watchers warbled
Fluttering fervently around me

Fledglings are flying out now
Heralding the inevitable change
Birds breathe a message
Time has come to say goodbye

Fall trots in complacently
Knocking off supremacy of the Sun
Leaves sing new melodies
But I crave for your celestial light.
© Balroop Singh August, 2018

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Redwoods Delight

 

Looking up at sequoia trees
Redwood National and State Park, Trinidad

 

Here I am on the tangible trail
Looking up in delight
Mesmerized by the height
Exhilarated by the light
Filtering through the circular canopies.
Lost in the moment.

Here I stand merging in the trees
Awed by their grandeur
Dazzled by their magnificence
Startled by the decay
New shoots sprouting from
Dead trees, testifying their latent power.

Mother Nature smiles sweetly
As I stand, intimidated and
Intoxicated by the fragrance of flora
Flourishing amid ironic beauty
Of fire damaged trunks
Standing tall to tell their seminal story.

Time – a mute spectator
Watches wistfully, losing its hold
Connection with the world seems insignificant
The haunting beauty lingers, returns in dreams
Transporting me to deeper and darker trails.
You can never have enough of this delight.
© Balroop Singh, August, 2018

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Don’t Dwell On It! Really?

We must ponder!

When people offend you
Take you for granted
Don’t respect your love
She says – don’t dwell on it!

When they discriminate
Treat you like dirt
Walk all over you
She says – don’t dwell on it!

When they belittle you
Mock at your kindness
Hurt your self-esteem
She says – don’t dwell on it!

When Sun chooses windows
Leaving you in darkness
Depriving you of your right
Would you say – don’t dwell on it?

When Spring selects the privileged
And flowers don’t smile at all of us
If butterflies visit only the best
Would you say – don’t dwell on it?

If people had not dwelled
On atrocities heaped upon them
If they had not risen against
Discrimination and prejudices

If nobody had dwelled on
Equal rights for women
We would still be living in dark ages
Repeating the refrain – ‘don’t dwell on it!’

Either she is too wise
Or I am imprudent
Either way, I refuse to be dictated.
Sensitivities need to be respected.
© Balroop Singh, July, 2018.

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Summit

Horizon
Sue Vincent’s #write photo

Fear watched in awe
Mist of doubt dissipated
As he climbed up dauntless
Talking only to his mettle

Friendly talk fell apart
At the speed he sustained
Daggers drawn at everyone
Knocking rivals down

Climbing upon carcasses
Swinging on subterfuge
Intoxicated by a vial of venom
In pursuit of self-glorification

Could a menacing sky dissuade him?
Could Earthly shackles restrain him?
Even woods and waterfalls
Couldn’t persuade him

Not a moment of reflection
As summit beckoned him
He knew zenith was waiting
Just for him

Alone he stood, friendless,
Captive at the top of the world!
Contrite at his truimph
Success comes at a price!
© Balroop Singh, July 2018

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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.

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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 


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