Congestion Inside

Sick, suffocating
The world looks so gloomy
With the congestion inside

Am I seeing clear blue skies
And fresh air soothing
The creatures outside?

Maybe I’ve built a barrier
Hindering the winds
To cleanse my inside

©2020 Piyush Singh

Angels are Working

Far from their families
For the sake of humanity
Angels are working
To keep the hopes alive

Hiding their bruises
Itching their burns
They are walking on embers
To keep the hopes alive

Gods among us
The sages of humanity
Sacrificing their lives
On the alter of humanity

Their stories will be told
Their tale of sacrifice
Forever they will be remembered
As Angels of humankind

(These Angels are Doctors, Health workers, officials and Bankers)

©2020 Piyush Singh

A Book’s Urge

Resting on a dusty shelf
Leading a life of a recluse
I am waiting for you
To uncover me and embrace

I’ve seen you come and go
Encapsulated in your struggles
Drenched and lost in your life’s web
Time has come to embrace me

In this state of Delirium
Pick me up and set me free
I will guide you towards light
I am your spiritual Ecstasy

Yes, don’t ignore me now
I am your delight, waiting
To be uncovered
On a dusty and humid shelf

©2020 Piyush Singh

Connecting virtually

We may not
Hold each other’s hands
We may not
Meet or greet
But there’s a way
We can feel
Through a divine connection
Across the oceans and seas
Let’s mourn together
For all the deaths
Against an invisible enemy
Let’s pray together
In this moment of solidarity
Yes we are connecting
Through our hearts
Electronically!

Stay safe everyone!

©2020 Piyush Singh

Alone in a Meadow

Is this a dream
Or I am fading
Into a world
On the other side

Rays of a star
Sneaking from behind the trees
As I lay on the grass with
The scent of roses and lilies

Squirrels are dancing
Butterflies are fluttering
On a symphony of a breeze
Flowing from a nearby river

As I flow through this meadow

I try to fix my broken pieces
But this breeze is whispering
Me to let the pieces be free
And flow with the breeze

©2020 Piyush Singh