Flickering Dreams

Your dream may look bleak,
It may burn with hopelessness
But those embers will not die,
It has a purpose to fulfill.

All those fears in the depth
Dig them out with your Will
Start again from the dust,
Become a blizzard in the dark

Your dreams are not alone,
Let them find others , unite
And roar like a raging river
Shattering obstacles of the path !

Never stop believing,
Like a flickering candle light
Fighting the mighty dark and
Shimmers with a melting heart !

©2021 Piyush Singh

Stillness of Now

Mind dictates false self ,
Infuse sufferings of past.
You are not your mind

Trapped in past-future,
Life blooms in stillness of Now,
A journey within



Mind is programmed to make a mental image of everything as per it’s needs. It needs time especially past and future to dwell , in fact to avoid everything which exists Now (present) it has created illusion of past and future.


We can feel this in our daily lives , we either curse our past or crave for a better future when we allow our mind to dominate. This is how our mind creates a false image of ourselves and everything around.


We are not what our mind says. Our true identity lies beyond our mind, it lies deep within in our consciousness,in the stillness which exists only in the present moment.


So without thinking too much , just feel life the way it is, in this moment, in the stillness of Now. You will find your true self.

My Journey Within


I am trying to reach there,
But my emotions are feeding me .
It’s waging a war against my true self,
Obstructing my way to my inner self

The more I identify with my mind,
The farther I get away from me .
The more I let my emotions drive,
The lesser I feel my valuable life

It was then I Decided to let it go,
felt life in the stillness around ,
shattered my ego stuck in illusory time
Finally found myself Beyond my mind!

©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

Persevering Night

There is an initial push, then there is a long day of hard work and finally there is a long , stretching night of struggle and perseverance. The three phases of an aspiring life .

Some don’t see that long persevering night as they get success early but the real adventure lies beyond the day ,into that good night.

It might seem tough or frustrating to persevere but the moment you focus completely on your efforts in the present you start enjoying the journey, rather than the goal.

You walk, you stumble
You struggle, you fall !
You sweat, you cry,
You smile creating ripples,
In an ocean full of insignificance.
You might not reach your shore,
But your shore lies
Where your will rest
And becomes sparkling sand !

©2021 Piyush Singh

The Reflections of Life

The thing that lies deep within,

Divine Figments of distant memories,

Only reveals itself with reflections.

These reflections melt the clouds,

The clouds that hides my inner self,

Like smoke choking my lungs,

Like My pleasure haunted by chaos,

I fight everyday in the toxic city !

Only those who wander in the wilderness of nature find what they truly are and how long they have ignored that.

©2021 Piyush Singh

A Writer’s Dream

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

A Writer’s Dream

Ghost of the night

I was walking down the road
In the dead of the chilly night.
The road was desolate and dark,
Just me and my reflection in haze

I was about to end my search,
When the winds whispered behind
“What is it you seek restless soul?
Follow the cold in this deadly night

I chased that wind that shook me,
The more I moved farther it went
Like I was lured towards a Ghost,
Whirling round and round inside me.


Then I chose to close my eyes,
Let it go and flow with the ghost.
It bothered me no more until it spoke,
“Open your eyes, welcome back to life

©2021 Piyush Singh

Two Strings attached

Two strings fluttered
Aimlessly in the toxic mist.
Their existence meant nothing
Until they mingled and became one.

Churning desires tied together,
Melt slowly with the potion of love
Their love sparked amid chaos
And the hate trembled, turning to dust.

Their love flickered for a brief moment,
Showing the buds to blossom like them.
Tears rained when they vanished at last
Sowing their seeds in the bud’s heart !

©2021 Piyush Singh

Happy Valentine’s Day !