For the world to work in harmony,
Someone will have to
Consume the poison
Contain the hate that surrounds
Shatter their dreams
And choose to breathe
As they practice
The art which reeks
Of love, peace & harmony.
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Magic is what you choose to see without watching.
———————-
What can a warrior do,
But brave a war,
Or just crave to be back home
Even if it’s wrapped in a flag.
——————
I wish someone, someday, sometime
Brushes a flower, wet in the morning dew
On your wounds which have forgotten
What care, warmth & ease feels like.
Someone, someday, sometime, I wish.
———————————
If one heart needs to be broken,
One dream needs to be shattered
Let it be mine,
For if it’s yours
Two dreams & two hearts
Will be destroyed,
Irreparably, inconsolably, immediately.
———————
Just like the
Clouds kiss the mountains
The morning dew kisses the flowers
One day,
Your dreams will kiss you,
Softly, smoothly, beautifully.
——————
Minutes before slaughter,
Trees were watered
For no one deserves to
Die craving for what is meant for all.
———————
When wars become routine,
Bravery becomes a habit.
—————
But do you have the courage to work over the pieces of me
——————
Beyond the battleground,
Someone will have to
Consume the poison
Contain the hate that surrounds
Shatter their dreams
And choose to breathe
As they practice
The art which reeks
Of love, peace & harmony.
————-
Magic is what you choose to see without watching.
———————-
What can a warrior do,
But brave a war,
Or just crave to be back home
Even if it’s wrapped in a flag.
——————
I wish someone, someday, sometime
Brushes a flower, wet in the morning dew
On your wounds which have forgotten
What care, warmth & ease feels like.
Someone, someday, sometime, I wish.
———————————
If one heart needs to be broken,
One dream needs to be shattered
Let it be mine,
For if it’s yours
Two dreams & two hearts
Will be destroyed,
Irreparably, inconsolably, immediately.
———————
Just like the
Clouds kiss the mountains
The morning dew kisses the flowers
One day,
Your dreams will kiss you,
Softly, smoothly, beautifully.
——————
Minutes before slaughter,
Trees were watered
For no one deserves to
Die craving for what is meant for all.
———————
When wars become routine,
Bravery becomes a habit.
—————
But do you have the courage to work over the pieces of me
——————
Beyond the battleground,
There exists a world.
Where sky romances the trees
And
The water makes love to the land.
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