Black Cradle

Me a dark, ray less
source of conscience.
An immortal focal point
in the universe unseen,
unheard since eons.
An intellect unexplored
in any realms of existence.
Untouched by the principles
of ruthless genes of time.
An inhumane emotion
difficult to envisage by
the mortal spirits on terra.
I the origin of the circadian 
rhythm of the cosmos,within
 me lies zillion seeds of 
the substantial shaded truth.
,Masses frenzy in search of me,
a mystery camouflaged in
light,a black cradle of
 the beginning and end.
Creating bubbles of illusion
in delight,me a memory evoked
at death,erased at your first gasp
out of the inky  maternal cell .
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About Piusha

Futile writer,enjoys reading anything under sun.Still on a quest to find a new facet within me.
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3 Responses to Black Cradle

  1. WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES ” BETWEEN THE LINES” – AN APPRECIATION OF POETESS PIUSHA SINGH'S POEM “BLACK CRADLE”

    In this charming journey to the edge of our life, Poetess Piusha Singh takes us to big philosophical question: Does our universe have a beginning and an end, or is it cyclic? Are we alone in the universe? What is the role of intelligent life, if any, in cosmic evolution? Grounded in science and committed to philosophical rigor, this poem presents an evolutionary worldview where the rise of intelligent life is not an accident, but may well be the key to unlocking the universe's deepest mysteries. What matters is not the clinch of ideas from two different souls of poetry, but an enclosure of poetry writing art within a harmonious figure, but the centrifugal force produced by it — a plurality of language as a guarantee of a truth that is not merely partial
    Emotions and feelings are often spoken of as being one and the same, and it’s easy to get them mixed up and confused. Although related, there is a difference between emotions and feelings, and they both serve us in their own unique way.
    Regards
    WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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  2. REVIEW OF PIUSHA'S POEM ” BLACK CRADLE : BETWEEN THE LINES-BY WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

    In this charming journey to the edge of our life, Poetess Piusha Singh takes us to big philosophical question: Does our universe have a beginning and an end, or is it cyclic? Are we alone in the universe? What is the role of intelligent life, if any, in cosmic evolution? Grounded in science and committed to philosophical rigor, this poem presents an evolutionary worldview where the rise of intelligent life is not an accident, but may well be the key to unlocking the universe's deepest mysteries. What matters is not the clinch of ideas from two different souls of poetry, but an enclosure of poetry writing art within a harmonious figure, but the centrifugal force produced by it — a plurality of language as a guarantee of a truth that is not merely partial

    Emotions and feelings are often spoken of as being one and the same, and it’s easy to get them mixed up and confused. Although related, there is a difference between emotions and feelings, and they both serve us in their own unique way.
    Regards
    WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

    Like

  3. Piusha Singh says:

    Thank you dear William for your kind review .This write is mainly about the mysterious ,undiscovered ,darkness of the universe which still remain unknown to us since centuries,or since our origin.Man trying hard to crack this puzzle but everything science,religion shrinks in front of it.I think a lot about this darkness which give value to the light.Its not the night sky but the real darkness in which universe exists.Very very deep and mysterious it is.

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