Balkaran Sidhu : Writing

Your perfection gives me nightmares

Your perfection gives me nightmares

A Poem by Balkaran Sidhu


You are like a shining starfar from myplanetarystainlessnessseparatedby our geometric distance.I cannot stand your fathomageI am a blurred piece of ar..
Sonnet 6: How love ran on with its wings?

Sonnet 6: How love ran on with its wings?

A Poem by Balkaran Sidhu


Sorry if I forget if am an "I" or a "We" .....just sometimes in our love stories, we lose a bit of our identities...
If there is no future in our palms

If there is no future in our palms

A Poem by Balkaran Sidhu


My stream of hope runs to youYou can provide them hosipatility of your heartMy paramount escalations, inside your fondleEnamored by the outpouring of ..
Grant me farewell powdery heaven

Grant me farewell powdery heaven

A Poem by Balkaran Sidhu


Sometimes your favorite things........
Innocence derives the route to the infinite

Innocence derives the route to the infinite

A Poem by Balkaran Sidhu


Spirituality is a place for nurturingwhere souls are culturedWith the seeds of truth in our hands.Nature breeds the noblity.The gloom of savagerystret..
The brand of beauty you possess

The brand of beauty you possess

A Poem by Balkaran Sidhu


How the hues of love fell upon melike the reflection of the blue moonlike the flare of a star blazed skyin the solitude of valor night.How your abysma..
The Abstraction of our Paradoxes

The Abstraction of our Paradoxes

A Poem by Balkaran Sidhu


I am the lonely and reflecting moonstanding alone in the wilderness of night skyYou, radiant as the sun of the earthmocking my doomed inevitability.Yo..
When your mighty dreams stole you from me

When your mighty dreams stole you from me

A Poem by Balkaran Sidhu


I was an appeased soulliving in the isolation of my modestyfar from the alluviums of love.And then came youwith the nimbleness that I couldnever cradl..
Free me from your grace

Free me from your grace

A Poem by Balkaran Sidhu


I am a poverty stricken,burning for your hope and brambles!Love was a virtual treasurethat I once tasted in shadows.You are an arc of restricted elega..
When the Spring Died

When the Spring Died

A Poem by Balkaran Sidhu


I know of no birdswho sing in autumnAs none have existedLike my own voice,a beatless tribute to your absence.My silent love speaks,whispers to all the..