Purple Blooms

Amidst shattered dreams
And puddle of tears,
Monsoon from heavens
Rains on Hopelessness!
Sorrows of the soil
Churns from deep within,
Pushing to rise above grief,
Embrace purple pleasures
And live once more!

©2020 Piyush Singh

The Purpose of Fear

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When there is nothing left in the world worth seeing then the man looks towards God!

The making of time cannot be avoided. Only our sense of understanding it can change.

So quickly Year 2020 brought August to us that we hardly prepared ourselves to welcome it. Infact, nobody seems to care about it’s coming. The ravages 2020 brought to us is far from over.

Since we are running slow with all the fears engulfing us amid Covid 19 pandemic, we are hardly noticing the ticking of clock. But the time will not stop even if we cease to exist.

People are fed up now and the virus is peaking. They want to enjoy the freedom though time and again they are jolted by the fear of the virus which brings their sense back.

A certain incident happened which brought a rare smile on many faces. I was outside a grocery store and the keeper was struggling to persuade the crowd to maintain social distancing, they made a herd like bees.

They were relentless and stupidly ignoring the virus looming around them. I took it on myself to teach them a lesson. I marched towards the most belligerent one who was arguing at the top of his voice. I told him to calm down and follow social distancing as it is for everyone’s safety.

But then he confronted me and asked, “Excuse me gentleman, who are you to teach me wisdom? “

I chuckled and observed many faces attacking me with their looks though the shopkeeper looked at me with hope, the hope of saving him from that chaos.

I replied, “I am no one but a victim “.
Everyone got confused, they became curious and I prepared myself to give them a final blow.

I finally revealed, “I have just returned from 14 days of quarantine”.

The words echoed like fire through kerosene. As soon as I said it the most belligerent one jumped few feet backwards and the others followed too. The entire crowd was shell shocked.

They were suddenly haunted by the virus. I became their virus though I was lying. My weapon was fear which brought their senses back.

It brought smiles on the face of the shopkeeper and many onlookers. And everyone came back to their civilised best and followed social distancing .

I guess that’s the purpose of fear. It really makes us feel alive. It injects a sudden thrill which we need from time to time in order to comprehend life in its purest form.
That’s the true message of this pandemic, slow down, amend your ways and feel the precious life which we ignore very often.

Gratitude

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Do you see what I see,
When I see through the lens,
The lens that magnifies
The goodness amidst chaos?

Do you feel what I feel
When I am Cleansed
With the potion of kindness,
Ignoring bruises of toxic thoughts?

Yes, I am transformed,
Hammered with feathery blows
The touch of Gratitude
Which reveals the treasures I have!

©2020 Piyush Singh


I am grateful to all the people who gave so much to me in spite of my ignorance. I am grateful to all the things nature has given to me in spite of my apathy.


Though I will never be satisfied and desire for more because it is my weakness to be seduced by worldly things. And for that, forgive me. I am just a mere soul trying to outshine the dark!

Mystery blogger award

I am deeply humbled to be nominated by drpassenger or Poshan Belbase for this award. He has a nice blog on poetry, Travel tips and other amazing work. So if you are travelling to Nepal, his valuable tips may come handy. He is a budding blogger so support him and follow him here https://halfmelody.wordpress.com/


Sunshine blogger Award

I have been nominated by Nida Khan and Benjamin for this award. I am grateful for their precious support in my blogging journey so far.

Follow Nida’s valuable and motivational insights by following her blog here https://iamnidakhan.wordpress.com/


Benjamin is really an Alchemist of thoughts and words, the way he transforms emotions into words is amazing. Follow his mesmerizing work here https://benjamin-grossman.com/

Vincent Ehindero award

I have been nominated by Kay Daisy for this award. I am deeply humbled to be nominated by such an amazing poetess. Her lovely poems can enchant anyone. Follow her magical world of poetry and thoughts here https://bluehuesin.wordpress.com/2020/07/21/tender-and-strong-willed/


Kennedy award of excellence

I have been nominated by Ranjhini Madhwan for this award quite some time ago. I am sorry for the delay. She has a blog on her temple visits and some deep insights on her spiritual journey. Follow her blog here https://httpranjustraveldiaries.travel.blog/

In the Present

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When you get so engrossed in something which can either be a job in hand or the thing which you love to do most, you lose track of time.

Or in other words you don’t feel the passing of time and you hardly care about it’s existence when you are lost in your current job. You exist in the ‘Now’.

This is living in the present when you don’t worry about the future and don’t regret over your past. This is how a life should be lived.

A happy man is too satisfied with the present to dwell too much on the future – Albert Einstein

Liberation

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It is not appropriate to determine age of a man in years, the age of a man should be determined by the number of sacrifices he make.

From an ineffable symphony
To a cacophonic illusion
The world I attach to
Is my spirit’s confusion.

Through out my life
I laugh with my blind ego.
And when there is time
I refuse to let it go.

How pity it is
We lose our true identity.
With what we have,
We take nothing to eternity!

To a spiritual realm
From a material chaos
It’s a joyous liberation
From bodily tribulations!

©2020 Piyush Singh

Earthly Loop

Here I am flourishing once more,
Fluttering in the earthly loop.
Echoing through the day,
Existing for one more day!

Bathing in the morning glow,
Breathing life which eventually grows
With every breath I take,
With every tiring step I take!

Oblivious of the destination,
I carry on to that path unknown.
With a dream in my restless heart,
To get that calming sleep at last!

©2020 Piyush Singh

Those Soldiers

Up, on those mountains,
At those freezing heights
Everything trembles
Under those heavy feet.
Those unabated spirits
Roar against every bullet
Which pierce their skin
Obliterate when they touch
Their mighty souls!
Every blow that dent
Their bodies, melt when they
Kiss their relentless grit.


O Mighty soldiers!
Your love for the motherland
Flows deep in the veins
Of the nation you guard.
O Brave soldiers!
Your love for the motherland,
Breathe deep in those muddy trenches
Where you sleep at last!
O Brave warriors!
You are an epitome of sacrifice,
Your tale will be told till we survive!

©2020 Piyush Singh

Piercing through

Trembling in my deluge
Of gloomy uncertainty,
I yearn for an oasis
Of blooming clarity!

If I stop and curse
This mental confusion,
I might get stuck
In a whirlpool of delusion!

Darkness is not the absence
Of blinding light.
Darkness is deficiency
Of fortitude, that inner knight!

As I pierce my way
Through that receding night,
My path becomes clear and
I finally unite with that eternal light!

©2020 Piyush Singh


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