Life of a Sapling

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A small sapling breathes
Giggles with life around
Blends with the soul of soil
Which Cleanses it with holy water

Showered with blessings
Of the photons
Cuddles the tiny droplets
Floating in the morning air

An innocent child
Looks up directly at sunshine
Grows up to become a sage
While it’s roots store wisdom

A selfless sage in meditation
Blows life from within
And surrender timber
Even after death.

©2020 Piyush Singh

My Inner Team

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I have come to you
Nature, my sage
In your shelter
I seek my heroes again

Rise again,
My sleeping courage
Surge again
My lost spirit

My dear, tranquillity
Where are you?
Time has come
To cleanse you again

Nature, my sage
I bow to thee
For enlightening my
Inner team!

©2020 Piyush Singh

(In response to discover prompts, day 27-Team)

A World in a Room

Quarantined in a room
With many smiling friends
Bob asks me to sit,
“Forget your worries, kid

Simon loves to spin
Blowing air with a grin
He loves to keep me cold
A brother whose story untold

There’s a Mattress
In the room
Who loves to make me sleep
A mother’s lap to see dreams


A world full of souls
A book-shelf full of stories
Friends like Bob the chair
Selfless Simon, the fan who dares.

Loneliness is just a myth
For me, it’s all about grit
There’s a life in every corner
There’s a world inside a room

©2020 Piyush Singh

A Writer’s Dream

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Words etched on a paper
Emotions sewed in space-time fabric
Feelings then travel
Glowing on an embellished paper

A Writer’s Dream
Is his words echoing
Forever with the Symphony
Soothing the cosmos eternally

A thread from his heart
The marks which ever last
Etched on a soul’s deepest core
His words embellished on paper

©2020 Piyush Singh

Flickering Light

Miles ahead
Through the pitch darkness
I focused hard
To see a flickering light.
A ray of hope
In a world, so doomed
I stumbled with bruises
To embrace that flickering light.
A distant dream
With darkened screams
A swamp, full of struggles
A tunnel to that flickering light.

©2020 Piyush Singh

Hold on to…

Hold on to
Your beautiful reveries.
This nightmare is melting
With your tears, Quenching.

Love may not exist
Without tearful loss
Life is an Adventure
Comfort is chaos

Surrender yourself
To the tune of cosmos
Whose every cataclysm
Is the beginning of order

©2020 Piyush Singh

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