We are the
Puppets of unknown Divine
Our strings are attached
To space and time
Our existence is
Just a blink of moment
Just a tiny component
Of the infinite cosmos
Our lives are
Like a beautiful sunshine
In the chaotic
And dark universe
We are born
In a pandemonium
Of stars and planets
One dies and the other is born.
©2020 Piyush Singh
The Perceptions Square 
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