(Photo of Harjeet Singh)
"Apologies on this orb and in Paradise forever"
Children in a body were gamboling.
So honest-to-God were not in on, what’s going on.
Not sentient of pros and cons were rambling.
Under unlighted trees with singsong tone
Rubbernecked vertically but not horizontal zone
They began to raise stones, so small řsts missing desired aim.
Unwisely a rock ran into hermit’s head, sitting aside lone
Drawn-out meditation was disrupted in fruit gaining game.
Anger rose up right away, to whom hermit was to blame.
Red eyes what with breaking link with God
Who dared to take step, but no reply came.
And pause in breath, as no courage to afford,
Little souls in a blue funk bowed their heads in shame.
Red stamps changed into lividness, as they were tame.
And spoke shrinkingly in unison, ‘now stricken what you would shower
As trees purveyed after clash,’ changed his mind’s frame
‘Anything you can demand, no, no! mere apologies as our dower
Little souls! go now, apologies on this orb and in Paradise forever’.
Saints are owner of Third Eye
But we people have imaginative wings
burdened with excogitation.
Creative mind belched some fragments of literary findings
But now I am mystified,
What did it begin to exhale?
At times, it snoops into other affairs
Perhaps because I have been a ghost
of creative work.
Whenever I passed by some readymade costumes market
I always felt prompted because of
some favored graphs and lines on habiliments
And purchased them with sudden choice
and impromptu pocket(funds)
But now what happens to me,
Whenever I close my eyes to augur
Clothes, curves on them and matching,
sought by my own imaginative wings
Like a dress designer,
dangle before my closed eyes.
And I run to find out,
But still they are not available.
© Harjeet Singh
Bio: Harjeet Singh is an Indian English poet and short story writer. He has earned a Master's degree in English from his district college Hoshiarpur (Punjab). His father, Principal "Joginder Singh,” was an ardent lover of the English language, and his guidelines have made Harjeet able to grasp some of the fundamentals of this language. His work has appeared in U.S and Indian magazines. He is the denizen of district Hoshiarpur (Punjab).