Balroop Singh's Blog, page 9

I have returned but am still struggling to accept the misfortune that befell me, still unable to forget the shocking moments – when the most loved and respected person in my life was suddenly snatched… More

Ready for imbolca sole daffodil stands tallbraving the winterthe message reaches my heart I wallow in self-pityberated by the sunrise. *** yellow buds shimmer,hope glints at the horizonyet shrieks are alivethe depth of winter deepens,the throttle… More

chilly winds incise frozen like an icicleI sit, sedated.dark clouds hover like eaglescold snowstorms pierce through my heart *** each morning ambleswearing wintery blanketyearning for some lightbare branches share the secretsI try to bury within ***… More

Winter Whispers Dare I step out on this winter morning when all I want is to close all the doors on the soft glow of morning that is offering hope, a hope I want to… More

Snowstorm An endless walk into snowy sadness – the serene landscape of winter, breathing bubbles of loneliness that threatens to last forever. I gape at the beauty, wrapped in a deceitful cloak of hope that… More

Dark, windy winterhisses like venomous vipercold light casts shadows  *** cold clouds dominatepine needles flutter fiercely birds snuggle and hide *** snowdrops hang on treesfog envelops the valleydarkness draws nearer *** sun has been eclipsedMother Nature… More

This week, syllabic poetry writing invitation is to choose a kigo word or phrase from the seasonal kigo list or choose from the winter solstice or summer solstice category. Caged by blue ChristmasI sit like a prisonerbereft… More

The challenge this week is to write Kimo poems with this syllable count: 10/7/6. buying a new calendar is a choreI am flanked by finite fog,besieged by emotions*** Winter desolation dawdles with meLost in doleful… More

Snow I am swept off by the north wind, grappling to find a foothold, wishing you could hold me one more time. The cold clutch of gloom drags me along the first snow of the… More

Drenched in melancholic robes, I wander aloneStormy skies refuse to open upSilent shrieks tear me apartDarkness gnaws at my mindDragging me into the alleys we walked together. I’ve always advocated self-solaceI didn’t know it is… More