The Sacrifice of Stars

There is no meaning of cosmos if there is no life.


In the beginning there was only darkness in the universe and then the first generation of stars were born. They died creating first seeds of life, the elements that created us.


Our Star, Sun belongs to the later generation of stars. It made us , it created an Eden for us in the form of Earth so that we can thrive but look what we are doing now.


We don’t own this world and our greed for power has made us blind. The sacrifice of our Gods (stars) mean nothing to us and gratefulness has lost its worth.


Are we going to create order in this universe or just become another chaos of this already chaotic universe?


Is the meaning of the cosmos, the life which it created through so much of pain, would fade away in vain just like the last blip of a star?


No, this is not the way it should be. It took thousands of years for a complex machine like us to emerge out of oblivion. There is a purpose for humans for whom this universe waited for so long.


We have to realise that purpose, a greater cause to fulfil our role in the great scheme of the universe. Humans have a responsibility, some of us would go wrong , would choose the wrong path but then it would be the responsibility of others to correct them.


We gave birth to love, we created empathy, we know the power of compassion, the ingredients of order in this world. The world needs it right now, the universe expect it from us.


Let us try then….

What is Patriotism?

Patriotism is the devotion
Of the soldier in the front
Patriotism is the integrity
Of the citizens upfront.

Patriotism seeps through
An honest hardworking man
Patriotism is the respect
For every human

Patriotism is the devotion
Towards your people and nation
Patriotism unites generation
It is the fight against discrimination

©2020 Piyush Singh

A beautiful day in the woods

Drenched in the dirt
Of corrupted society
Suffocated in the smoke
Of polluted city
I longed nothing but
To get out of my anxiety

Far away in the mountains

I walked with the river
Swam with the icy breeze
Felt my life, my sunrise
With the sun shining
Through the misty pines
And snowy peaks.

©2020 Piyush Singh


(Image-Parvati River Kasol)