Flowing through the mystic mountains
From struggle of ice to preserving flow
Soul vapourises to attain Salvation.
poetry
Incarnation
Infancy , youth, Old age
Lost in the wheel of time.
The soul is now ready,
To renounce the worldly Clothes
So divine!
Earth and water
the ornaments of this soul.
Wind and fire
Gave strength to withhold
Its difficult to renounce
But its the destiny of this soul
Panacea or curse
Only the God knows.
With the grief
Of loosing loved ones,
Life thawed away
From material To spiritual realm!
With the hope,
To find that Bliss
Again.
© 2015 Piyush Singh
Selfless Stone
I am a stone,
Throw me into the river,
Or crush me into powder,
But I will continue to live.
And serve my purpose
Which is to Give,
Shape to your God
Or to create your Abode
This is my selfless life,
Eternally continue to strive
Equanimity is my suit,
My elixir to continue.
©2020 Piyush Singh
Mind Joke
Focus focus, you
Unstable mind!
Chasing vicarious pleasures,
Away from the book of mine.
Focus focus, you Crazy mind!
Swimming in Paneer gravy,
Tasting noodles, slurping ice cream,
Aah! Far away from this important subject of mine.
Thinking cap, uncapped
You won , I surrender ,
Alas! So disappointing
Is this Brain of mine!
© 2015 Piyush Singh
Finding Paradise
The space where,
Respect lingers in the valley of Religions,
Love flows in the River of struggle,
Lotus blooms in the pond of compassionate tears
Where is that paradise on earth?
The place where,
Humanity lingers freely,
Guided by the light of that one God.
A mother is not worried,
For the protection of her little child.
Where is that Paradise on earth?
A heaven where,
There is no Bloodshed,
There is only greed of sharing love,
There is only support for the weak,
And the people are not separated by wealth.
Where is that Utopian World?
© 2015 Piyush Singh
Haiku Guiding
Life
Transforming Efforts into contented victories,
Persevering in the Ambience of Life’s adversities,
Is the way of Life.
Courage
Fear captures you, in mind
And then tries to feed your heart
Courage saves you at last.
© 2015 Piyush Singh
She
She is a symbol of Almighty,
Have the power to create.
When God became enervated,
He passed his power to Her
O Mother!
The epitome of Sacrifice,
Your love is so pure and Divine
That it outshines, even
The God’s Light.
O Woman!
The epitome of absolute Power,
Goddess Shakti in disguise,
The powerhouse of our society,
And the support to all Men.
O Goddess!
In these dark times,
Saving your Pride and Honor,
Will only save our society and the world.
So we take oath, to save you,
Oath of all Fathers, sons,
Husbands, Brothers and Friends.
P.S.- Women are the powerhouse of our society and saving them can only save our future. Poem dedicated to my mother, sisters, friends and all the women for their courage and for their sacrifice for us.
© 2015 Piyush Singh
Nature
O Nature! your ocular beauty,
Fills my heart with sheer bliss.
Your glowing drops of dew on grass,
With cool breeze sweep my sorrows, at last.
O Nature! you benevolent host,
Your Omens show me the path to flow,
Your Sparrows’ hopping,
And your pigeons’ cooing ,
Give me the symphony
In the morning cold.
O Nature! You Enchanting soul,
You turn my thoughts,
From dissapointment to Hope.
Your aroma of wet earth,
Superseding my agony,
Give me the courage,
In the pursuit of divine soul.
© 2015 Piyush Singh
The Flight
Life’s agonies can be so profound
That might burn you in Inferno’s hall.
Lift yourself above the ground,
Every time from a deep fall.
You are a mythical Phoenix ,in disguise
Resurrect yourself from the ashes
Transform yourself from the clouds, so dense!
Reigniting your fire, giving off flashes.
Your past can haunt you in testing times,
Wear equanimity and hold your intrpid strings.
Raise your head to see the light, so sublime,
And take a flight by burning your wings.
The flight to the future from Karmic present,
The flight of persevere life, so meant.
P.S.-Tried to create this sonnet with a rhyming pattern of ababcdcdefefgg.
In response to writing201:Poetry.
© 2015 Piyush Singh
India
Roaring Himalayas,
As its crown.
Vedas preaching,
Its sorrowful grounds.
Ganges cleansing ,
Disciples of this earth
Where all religions ,
Have its worth.
Light of Vedic Wisdom
laid foundation of this kingdom.
Where Krishna’s Karma
Became mankind’s Dharma
Land of Gandhi’s Ahimsa
Land of Buddha’s light,
Illuminated the world, so bright.
Where Ganges cleanse,
Sins of the soul
Where Monsoons Quench,
The thirst of the land.
Land of Shahjahan’s Taj
Land of Mughal Akabar’s,
Kingdom of Mighty call.
Where peacocks roll,
In the valley of hope.
Where lotus bloom,
In the pond of struggles.
It is a land of Holy Geeta,
Land of Holy Bible and Quran.
© 2015 Piyush Singh
The Perceptions Square 