Welcome to Afterlife
You broke loose of Space time
All nightmares ended with life
All you have now
Is bright Sunshine
Now time is your puppet
And you are a Prophet
Either Move backwards
Like a Phoenix from the ashes
Or travel with light
To see the future, so divine
©2020 Piyush Singh
Your inner skirmish
Struggle against fears
Your crippling courage
Your Fight to wash blemish
May not see victory
May not witness light
But to flow with the cosmos
Is what made life.
So flow with wind
With your head
Held high
Ecstasy is the adventure
On the rough
Road of life
©2020 Piyush Singh
It is true
They can travel
Faster than light
Through different dimensions
From moon to stars
From Man to God
It is true
These thoughts
Can wage a war
Or can heal a scar
These thoughts
Are immortal
Will remain through time
Might still travel
After the death of time
These thoughts are
The work of man
The gift of divine
Should be used for goodness
And for building life
©2020 Piyush Singh
Past, present or future
An illusion of this master
Elements are dancing
From atoms to stars
From Life to death
On the Symphony of time
Sometimes it runs slow
Sometimes it runs fast
From where it came
To where it goes
Maybe we’ll never know
The Symphony of time
©2020 Piyush Singh
We are the
Puppets of unknown Divine
Our strings are attached
To space and time
Our existence is
Just a blink of moment
Just a tiny component
Of the infinite cosmos
Our lives are
Like a beautiful sunshine
In the chaotic
And dark universe
We are born
In a pandemonium
Of stars and planets
One dies and the other is born.
©2020 Piyush Singh
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