Coffee with Quotes

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Some people see the ugliness in this world, the disarray. I was taught to see the beauty. But I was taught a lie. And when I saw the world for what it really was, I realised how little beauty there was in it. – Dolores (Westworld)


How true it is with humans, forget about machines.

Our eyes may see chaos right now but our hearts are not designed to act that way. It may tremble a bit but it will never forget what it has learnt, it has learnt to see the beauty.

It is born as a poet and even when it dies it brings poetic flashes of our lives in the form of emotional memories.

Maybe this melody stays with the soul forever , maybe we are not sure about this but there are certain things about our species which is quite magical, beyond science to explain.


Another day has passed, a new morning in our lives. Our struggle continues, our fight continues. Some of us will perish, some of us will survive but our hearts will never stop to see the beauty, though the world may not have it.


Stay safe, Spread happiness, embrace beauty!

Conscience

Churning in a pool
Invisible in our brain
It’s mystery beyond science
The teacher of mankind
The Light from within
The Light from the unknown
Emerging from the dark
Consciousness is the word
The word that guided us
In our journey, so far.

©2020 Piyush Singh

Self Exploration

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Lurking in the shadows
Afraid to embrace the unknown
A little courage is what I need
To get out of my refuge
My refuge in false comfort
The comfort that paralyse
My life beyond repair

©2020 Piyush Singh

Hang on My Patience

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Sailing precariously
On the surface.
Stuck in the dark swamps
Of restlessness.
Intimidated by the howls
Of my raging heartbeat.
Oh my patience!
Hang in there On the fringes
‘cause it is you my Angel
Who will show me the light
At the brink of
my dwindling hope
At the far end of my
Howling nightmare!

©2020 Piyush Singh

Poverty Speaks

Life has been quite awful for many people these days but nothing Worst than the adversities of the poor labourers in India.


They have been over utilised, exploited by the capitalists for building their empire and now they have been dumped on the road to suffer with no food, no help.


All they want is to return home when the world is stagnant with no work around. My heart grieves for them.


Poverty speaks….


My sweat built
Your soaring Castles
I gulped tremendous pain
To Fulfil your worldly desires
And I didn’t complain
Even for a second
For the tiny bread
You thrown at me in return
But now when I want you
To stand by me
You only discarded me
I am bruised,
But I have not lost hope
I will walk forever on the road
The place where my heart is
The place called home.
My sufferings are not new
May not shake your inner core
Because maybe I am poor
And poverty is only meant
To lie on the road and suffer!

Be grateful to what you have and be an Angel for the needy!

A Kid in a Pandemic

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A Frolicking Spirit
Overflowing with curiosity
Is amazed to see
Our languished faces, constantly

Why are you So sore,
Why are You so worried?
Look at my enchanting eyes
Look at my baby steps

My toddling courage
Is simmering with hope
As I see the world
Full of relentless possibilities

Impossible’ is just a word
I am beginning to mould
I am your hero
I am you reason

‘cause my giggling joy
Is a magical charm
Extinguishing you miseries
When I flaunt my tiny arms

©2020 Piyush Singh

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

A Long Walk

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Far from home
With my spirits unscathed
I embarked upon a journey
Uphill, on a Callous road

As time elapsed
Each step brought confusion
My fatigue birthed illusion
As I struggled down the road

Then Someone joined me
A creature, selflessly
A pillar to lift my spirit
A dog shared my ordeal

Our steps synchronised
Our spirits became one
Our faces glowed with pride
And we hardly cared for summit

©2020 Piyush Singh

A Yellow Reverie

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As haze dwindles
A glowing reverie
Reveals itself
With yellow blooms
A yearning, So strong
To Break the shackles
Of a grieving soul
And lie among
The glistening, Yellow petals!

©2020 Piyush Singh

Embrace Goodness

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Sacred is the noble thoughts lying all around us in oblivion.


Respect and Humility are the first steps towards believing in God. Without this you can’t proclaim yourself a Believer.


We all are designed and coded to see and embrace the goodness all around us. Everything else disturbs us. Violence intimidates us. Disrespect hurts us. Hate blinds us. So why we choose to deter from our path?


Is it the law of nature? Entropy or chaos always increases in the universe. Is it true with humans as well? When we are born we are the purest ones, most civilised ones. And as time passes we become corrupt?


No this can’t be true. Yes some people choose wrong paths. But some, in spite of their painful experiences are adamant. They are never shaken, pushed or knocked from their sacred, virtuous path.

It’s only because of these people, there is still order in this world.
So we have to focus and emulate goodness all around us and avoid everything hateful. Because love and respect is the only way forward.

And everything else is an ugly illusion.


Stay happy, spread love and respect everyone!