Desire, Freehand Writing, Imagine, Life, Poems, Prose, Random thoughts


Peace isn’t a word, it’s a expression,
of having a inner calm even under suppression,
of having a smile even when you sleep,
of losing fear inside one’s deep,
of living in the present and forgetting the past,
of being happy till your untimely last,
of praying for others all around ,
of letting go of prejudice and be sound,
of seeing the beauty you never saw,
of forgetting all natures of law,
of letting go of what you cannot control,
of not reading the memory scroll,
of those who want peace let it flow,
of places and times no matter  how shallow.

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