Peace

Stillness that perverted Randomness in the queue There walk the mischief Mind set as a battlefield There arises the thirst of love But the dryness won't produce the rain There arises the lament of mind In that hue it loses its peace There arise the nihilism There in the hunger it takes the weapon There mind set to be a warrior Peace a thing above the heaven Still it won't up to be its height Then in the low world it searches the evil The ladder up to the dream world But peace never synchronize on that lawn There the lonely dream drape and uproar Peace the way to harmony That synthesize within a happy mind But a dream yet to fulfill ………… ©2014 SALINI.S.NAIR. All rights reserved.