My Inner Team

Self clicked

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

The Dance of the Blue

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From the extreme chaos
Around a Yellow star
Dust and smoke
Churned with gravity

From afflictions to bliss
The life took shape
A rare miracle happened
With the birth of the blue

The Blue is still spinning
Dancing on the tune
Celebrating the bliss
Along with the moon


A dance in the wild
Around a yellow bonfire
Ignoring our sins
May Surpass our existence

©2020 Piyush Singh

A Deep Slumber

A nightmare stretching
Reality fading to illusion
Hopelessness taking a toll
On all the melancholic souls

Craving for a crack
To seep into a deep Slumber
Where the aching souls
Cleanse their burning core

May this ordeal
Squeeze in time
And when we wake up
We see the other side

©2020 Piyush Singh

A Writer’s Dream

Self clicked

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