Balkaran Sidhu : Writing

Love is for the fortunate few

Love is for the fortunate few

A Poem by Balkaran Sidhu


I am a moon magnetthe sun of a passing springa sage who dared to love,a princess of a Lion kingdom.She is ruled by the fireAnd am cold,frigid, envious..
You Put An End To The Dreaming In Me

You Put An End To The Dreaming In Me

A Poem by Balkaran Sidhu


You walk barefooted over tender fieldswithout me, on your ownwearing the vineyards of immaturityPushing me away as if I was never a known.I still imag..
Death of the Summer

Death of the Summer

A Poem by Balkaran Sidhu


I am a dry witness to tragedyI've clung to it, like a lover of darknessI've satisfied myself with peculiar painslike a note dearly held close to heart..
The Shore-less Certainty Of Your Veils

The Shore-less Certainty Of Your Veils

A Poem by Balkaran Sidhu


Our narrowness makes us bleakwith passing yearsThe past when we were eminentWe fled into each other, for a timeDivided by mortal traitsWe walk, toward..
Before The Rain

Before The Rain

A Poem by Balkaran Sidhu


I know it will rain today,I can see the gasps of the skyClouds poising themselves,in the god's perfect heaven.A spirit with the luster of mistlowering..
As a Jewel Tossed Aside

As a Jewel Tossed Aside

A Poem by Balkaran Sidhu


For a lifetime, I had youYour heart, your soulAnd you saw me as the airthat fills your bosom with lifeBut I forgot that clinging isn't permanentThese ..
Your autumn breath drowns me into darkness

Your autumn breath drowns me into darkness

A Poem by Balkaran Sidhu


In favor of your friendship,the compassion will be,the sweetest of goodbyesto the family I will never haveAs a tide of golden coastsI still abide the ..
Untitled

Untitled

A Poem by Balkaran Sidhu


With the patience of a silent ocean,and the callousness of a vivid cloudYour sudden flower tears at me insideCaught in the scorpion guilt, the noble f..
Glory In The Arms Of Summer 3

Glory In The Arms Of Summer 3

A Poem by Balkaran Sidhu


Just a month to our dayI can feel the summer airAs revelations of my defining momentsthe truth fallen like leaves in autumn.The golden odor of our hea..
Glory In The Arms Of Summer 2

Glory In The Arms Of Summer 2

A Poem by Balkaran Sidhu


All our sown fields die of heaventhe wet soil tires of the sunWhat we most dreamt of,burns like the longing of empty years.The summer sings of spring'..