A 20 Year old Dream

It all started with a reason, the twin towers were blown apart giving bruises to America. They decided to end this forever war giving hope to the world and innocent people of Afghanistan .

They pushed those demons, freed that land giving dreams to the people of Afghanistan. But they decided to leave ,maybe for a broader plan which we are not able to see.


Afghanistan is still a child who barely walked when….so much to say through this poetry

“They lifted me from the rubble
Of my doomed fate, a small child
Shivering with chaos around”,
My mother told my tale of hope.

A long nightmare ended ,
The reveries glowed with promise
To stay forever around,
When the Angels arrived, saved my life

I grew with those dreams ,
Limping through smoke of the past.
Freeing my motherland From
The shackles of those demons ,at last

But when it was time ,
To walk towards light,
They decided To leave
with our dreams in their heart !

Why they left us
In the hands of those demons?
Maybe there’s a reason in the darkness,
They want Us To find in time !

©2021 Piyush Singh

Without You

How you Vanished?
An Autumn wind passed so swiftly,
Took a piece of me
From my dwindling heart.


A tinny ripple washed away
A brief moment that glowed with dust,
The dust from the star
A piece of my heart.

What’s remain is my breath,
Struggling in the mist,
The mist of my tears
Yearning to glow with her Star !

©2021 Piyush Singh