Driven

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Holding on the edge
Lying precariously
My courage drives faith
.

©2020 Piyush Singh

Together We Can

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Limped, Vanquished
I treaded among the rubbles
Of million dreams, lying
Shattered around me.

I yearned for a Distant dream
But my world looked grim
Then a voice I heard, a hand
On my shoulders, “together we can!”


Liebstar Award


Recently I have been nominated by John Gregory Evans and Dixit Mrityunjay for Liebster Award. I would like to Thank them for their nomination and their consistent support.

It is my pleasure to come across very influential writer John Gregory Evans. His work is amazing and his life is equally inspiring. So delve into the mesmerizing world of this fabulous writer by following his blog here

https://johngevanspoet.com/2020/05/21/john-gregory-evans-2/


Mrityunjay is a budding superstar who is blooming with his work with every single day. Follow his blog here.

https://septemberhearttohearts.wordpress.com/2020/05/20/poem-you-and-i/


Ideal Inspiration Blogger Award


Nothing better than the consistent support of my fellow blogger Tanya Sheik who nominated me for this award.
This award is as inspiring as her words are. Immerse yourself in the glowing world of her by following her blog here

https://abuddingspark.wordpress.com/


Answering some questions


What would you like to convey if you become the voice of Earth?


(Voice of Earth) I have seen many chaos, actually I was born out of chaos. I have seen many mass extinctions but it will be my biggest loss If I lose you, Humans! I will continue to thrive even after you, so don’t destroy yourself. It is my humble request.


What do you do for relaxation?


Reading books and listening soundtracks. Currently I am reading “All the Light We cannot see” by Anthony Doerr.


How do you attract new readers?


Well, you have to be consistent with your blog. Your content should be unique, eclectic and deep. That’s my method.


Favourite genres of music?


I love soundtracks a lot. It churns emotions in me. My favourite soundtracks are-

On the nature of daylight by I think Max Richter. It has been played in movies like Shutter Island and Arrival.
No time for caution, our destiny lies above us from Interstellar by Hans Zimmer.
The other genres which I like are Hard Rock, Punk rock, Alternative Rock. I also hear Bollywood sometimes.


Thank you for reading!

Coffee with Quotes

Westworld page twitter

Some people see the ugliness in this world, the disarray. I was taught to see the beauty. But I was taught a lie. And when I saw the world for what it really was, I realised how little beauty there was in it. – Dolores (Westworld)


How true it is with humans, forget about machines.

Our eyes may see chaos right now but our hearts are not designed to act that way. It may tremble a bit but it will never forget what it has learnt, it has learnt to see the beauty.

It is born as a poet and even when it dies it brings poetic flashes of our lives in the form of emotional memories.

Maybe this melody stays with the soul forever , maybe we are not sure about this but there are certain things about our species which is quite magical, beyond science to explain.


Another day has passed, a new morning in our lives. Our struggle continues, our fight continues. Some of us will perish, some of us will survive but our hearts will never stop to see the beauty, though the world may not have it.


Stay safe, Spread happiness, embrace beauty!

Hang on My Patience

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Sailing precariously
On the surface.
Stuck in the dark swamps
Of restlessness.
Intimidated by the howls
Of my raging heartbeat.
Oh my patience!
Hang in there On the fringes
‘cause it is you my Angel
Who will show me the light
At the brink of
my dwindling hope
At the far end of my
Howling nightmare!

©2020 Piyush Singh

Poverty Speaks

Life has been quite awful for many people these days but nothing Worst than the adversities of the poor labourers in India.


They have been over utilised, exploited by the capitalists for building their empire and now they have been dumped on the road to suffer with no food, no help.


All they want is to return home when the world is stagnant with no work around. My heart grieves for them.


Poverty speaks….


My sweat built
Your soaring Castles
I gulped tremendous pain
To Fulfil your worldly desires
And I didn’t complain
Even for a second
For the tiny bread
You thrown at me in return
But now when I want you
To stand by me
You only discarded me
I am bruised,
But I have not lost hope
I will walk forever on the road
The place where my heart is
The place called home.
My sufferings are not new
May not shake your inner core
Because maybe I am poor
And poverty is only meant
To lie on the road and suffer!

Be grateful to what you have and be an Angel for the needy!