The perils I taste,
The icy gales I breathe,
All the pains I go through
To seek the abode of happiness!
What is it my heart seeks?
And why I exist in this chaos?
All the questions I try to find,
Up above, on the mountains !
Out in the wilderness of life,
I try to push against headwinds.
I tumble and fall on those slopes,
I try to feel divine through pain!
Up above , near the star,
Where my sweat shined,
My tears twinkled with ice
And my soul became Divine !
©2021 Piyush Singh
Stuck in a hazy nightmare,
Lost in an urban illusion,
Craving to get my breath,
Back from the land above !
A faint whisper wakes me,
From an urban slumber.
Holds my face and echoes
“Come to me in the land of Gods”
O powerless soul! wake up,
Free yourself from this muddle,
The mess that pollutes ,
Is created by you !
O powerless soul! Come
To me and see my greatness,
How wrong you are
How minute you are !
The life which you live
Is full of greed , is so futile !
Climb, sweat and feel the pain.
Come, breathe, see the light with me !
©2020 Piyush Singh
Sneaking from the Heavens,
Showering bliss on the mortals,
How on earth it rained with snow,
Like the Gods migrated to my soul !
Darkness receded to a hole,
Tears dried under it’s showers,
How it burns to quench me,
As if I took birth thousand times !
O my lovely star ,
You healed me the moment
You came out of the shadows
And rained on me !
©2020 Piyush Singh
Merry Christmas 🎄
A tiny glow in the dark,
Shivering with the cold wind.
Tormented, scared to surrender !
A struggling ray in the dark
Dented and stabbed to limp
Trembles by holding his heart !
A tiny will in the dark,
Waging a war with his broken sword
Tries to vanish an army of dark!
A fading spark in the dark
Ignites the hopes in the grave,
Before it sleeps in glorious past !
©2020 Piyush Singh
In between the shadows,
In the midst of darkness
And grief , I desire to survive,
I persevere hollowness of life.
My strength is that
Ray of sunshine who
Itself is persevering,
Piercing through darkness
And my grief, breaking barriers
And finally reaches me !
©2020 Piyush Singh
A phenomenon
we can’t explain,
A complex puzzle
governed by no laws,
Lying in a minute
corner of milky way,
A tiny spectacle
twinkling with delight,
The precious , shimmering
The story of our lives !
Written in the fabric
Of space and time,
A mural sketched
In the vast breathing cosmos,
Beating hard inside
The womb of chaos,
Our precious jewel,
The breathing
Story of our lives !
©2020 Piyush Singh
A boulevard of worldly sufferings
I chose to stroll at twilight.
A jobless peasant sulking with
Only adversity in belly at roadside !
This boulevard is flooded with tears,
I failed to cleanse with moonlight.
the deafening cries of a mother
Who fails to feed her poor child !
This boulevard of trembling souls,
The victims of apathetic affluence.
The heartless fortunate capitalists
Who ignored them on the road !
This boulevard of cracking bones,
The skeletal remains of humankind.
I tread through this rubble of sickness,
Succumbing to blows of immoral kinds !
©2020 Piyush Singh
I can hear the silent murmur
Under this nebulous sky.
So much to forget till December
So less to cherish till I die !
Amorphous dreams dragging
With it’s last remaining hopes.
Where’s my internal Rhapsody ,
Where’s the splendor of my soul ?
O my serene, embellished heavens!
Give me the vigor to break barriers,
Rain on me with your healing bliss
And help me to fly even higher !
©2020 Piyush Singh
You wish to venture out,
Out in the valley of love and hope.
But what you inhale
Is the toxic fume of hate !
You wish to see those
Welling eyes, the eyes welling
With compassion and faith.
But those eyes, induce fires of rage !
My dreams are burning
Our world is getting choked.
There’s a drought in our valley,
The valley we dream to grow !
©2020 Piyush Singh
Hate knows nothing but Chaos ,
Kindness knows nothing but love and order !
There’s a bridge across
An ocean full of miseries.
The bridge in the mist
To a paradise beyond !
I tread through that bridge
Through the darkness and haze.
Limped through the thorns
Breaking time and space !
And then I felt….
The caressing blooms
Healing bruises of my feet !
As I dwindle to that glory
Shimmering in the eternal now !
©2020 Piyush Singh
