The Valley at Night

There’s something about darkness,
Which makes you adore the light more.
There’s something within us ,
Which guides us to our soul !

What is it that keeps your fire alive,
In spite of losing your shore ?
Maybe the churning darkness within,
That makes you adore the light more !

©2022 Piyush Singh


The picture above is of Manali valley, shimmering under the clear night sky. I surprised myself by capturing this stunning photo with my smartphone.

Darkness truly have it’s worth…..

The Mountains Calling

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

A Small Spark

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

All the Light…

All the light we see , all the light we want to see has been gifted to us by our precious yellow star . And yet we choose to waste this gift for our selfish reasons. We are choking this very rare, life inducing planet, to death.

It is good to search for other planets but for that we need time and the rate at which we are exploiting our planet we are only reducing our time.

The biggest flaw of humankind is his hypocrisy. He knows that he is doing wrong but still he chooses to ignore for his comfort. He can predict his future and yet he compromises with his present.

How long we can go with this, we have to do something , time is running out. The act of each and every individual will determine our time in the future, each and every second will count.

The light we are gifted with can only fade away the way we want it to be !

A Breathing Story

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

Alone in a Meadow

Is this a dream
Or I am fading
Into a world
On the other side

Rays of a star
Sneaking from behind the trees
As I lay on the grass with
The scent of roses and lilies

Squirrels are dancing
Butterflies are fluttering
On a symphony of a breeze
Flowing from a nearby river

As I flow through this meadow

I try to fix my broken pieces
But this breeze is whispering
Me to let the pieces be free
And flow with the breeze

©2020 Piyush Singh

Are you Listening

Are you listening
The voice so bleak
A murmur from the corner
A voice so faint
A sound piercing
Through your breath

Are you listening
A shrill of your consciousness
A voice of hope
Igniting from your soul
The sound of courage
Emanating from the mist

Listen that voice
The epiphany of life
The melody that pushes
The melancholic tide
Permeating from life!

©2020 Piyush Singh

It’s a Chemical World

There’s a haze in the city
Even the morning isn’t pretty
You breathe in Sulphur
From the burning rubber
Your lungs fight with methane
Now your life has become a bane

Oh pretty oxygen
Where you are?
We all are searching
Another Noah’s Arc
Where can I find
That morning glow?
Where the mornings
Are refreshing
And nature refreshes soul!

©2020 Piyush Singh