War and Peace
It’s been a long while that I haven’t posted any writing. However, today I’ve shared one of my poems with you all. War and Peace is a poem that I penned a few days ago. In this regard, it is supposed to be noted that as long as human civilisation is in the being, we cannot escape from oscillating like a pendulum all day and all night. However, love for mankind can be an effective antidote, I suppose. The poem— War and Peace Sometimes, I do opine To secure, to establish my rights; Peace is an eglantine, Advising to cease the age-old fights. We all become a pensive pendulum Between human rights and pure peace; This dilemma must, must be overcome; We must, we need, we’ll obtain bliss. In the era of such decadence, We need to claim our rights; Still, bereft of over-confidence, We can cease our prolonged fights. We do, we do need an antidote; What can it be then? What? Let’s not become a stupid scapegoat; We must try none to hurt. As long as we all do exist, There ...