August 26, 2008 § 12 Comments
A need for peace,set everything free.
Free,free,so free,that balance,
the balance was lost in between.
And the world broke loose,
and chaos started its rule.
Everything that ever existed was
left to think of an ancient called peace,
which no one knew,how it will be.
A few thought and tried to reach,
a few made noise and tried to beseech.
But on the whole,
for peace was lost,and will be found,
until that day,we are left with only a search.
The tales of the past,
point and lead,to one.
The views of the present,
present and represent only one.
In the future,too,
one shall be the king,while the others slaves.
Yet who is the king?
And who is the serf?
Who is the maker of destiny,
and who is the creator of peace?
In the name of peace,
as in the name of God,
blood is shed and destruction bred.
But still it evades us all,
like through the centuries it has done,
it is so close yet so far,
in turmoil it seems buried,
and in hope we dig-in hope,brusied.
Peace we all yearn for,
in silence we burst our brains,
in noise,we shut our ears,
yet nothing appears,
for the feeling,the serenity,
which we think is peace,
fails to appear.We feel a fear
getting hold of us,we feel
an unknown arm,stretch
from no where and bind us.
We say peace ,peace,
and cry in excruciating need,
yet nothing comes,
for we fail to see,
that peace is alive,
and we are dieing.
So in a bid to live,
we try and remain still.
In hope of clairty,
we try not to breath,
then breath being the sign
of life,we try bite off
the need for air,
but in the end take
a gulp of it.Yet no peace,
rises,for in us,
we fail to see,
that which holds peace.
A serenity,a calm,
the deep lull after the storm,
peace arrives in our direst need.
The wind seems beautiful
and the breath of nature,
teasing and wit full.
Lost at the discovery,
we name it peace.
yet the stillness,
taunts,at the name,
and mocked,we ad-hoc
into the impossibility of peace.
Lost and desperate,
we hurt ourselves and the world.
we name things as unwanted
and our purpose unholy.
With pain we try to set ourselves free,
and with the pain,
we destroy what we loved,
for peace we don’t know,
nor have we bothered to see.
filled with despair and without
direction or knowledge,
we set our selves ablaze,
with the match,in hope of
lighting the hidden knowledge within.
In the fire,we burn and we burn,
till being burnt is not pain but pleasure.
We then see life,
as something magic
and realize that nothing is tragic.
Poignant,though it may seem,
we laugh at our own stupidity.
For those few moments,
the ancient peace,
flies home,to haunt man.
For those few moments,
it controls life,as it once did.
In peace,we say,we want to live,
yet we never perceive that peace
is not just being still.
unless we really see peace,
we are doing but destroying our race.
Everything seeks peace,
as everything is from peace.
So is peace love?
Or is it a part of love,
like everything else is?
Love is in peace,
as love is the supreme,
for if not for love,
nothing will move.
Peace is not ,not moving,
but merging one with love.
Peace is the sensation,
when nothing matters.
To reach peace,
we need thought and action.
To achieve peace,
we need calm and meditation.
To understand peace,
we need war and destruction.
To perceive peace,
we need acceptance and rebellion.
To feel peace,
we need self and soul.
To know peace,
we need success and failure.
To become peace,
we need nothing- peace,
for peace is nothing but
you,when everything else is gone.
Peace is within and without.
To make it come out,we need to know
that life and living are a part of the salvation.
Renouncing is not achieving,
it is knowing the value of things,
which is true renouncement-
by knowing you give up the ignorance
and thus learn that destruction is a process,
aimed at self motivation.
Would death matter,
when nothing else is there to shatter?
When we know peace,
we wouldn’t need,we wouldn’t fell the need,
to clutch to life,as if it was everything.
yet life has value,as does death,
for the existence of mortal self,
is to pay heed to the ways of the pilgrimage.
Nothing happens out of tune,
and none of us are complete immune
to the fear and to the darkness,
as night is a phase without which day,
will be lost in its own days.
When the fire within is felt,
and life slowly is set into a cool melt,
then we know that the ice,
was a cover,for the true light,
which was always residing and will reside
and will be your soul-guide,
into this world to face your plight.
Since we see peace within,
we will be able to begin
our mission and lead life
to its maximum limit.
And in the name of peace,
we will no more destroy
in its name,but will begin to create
our own way,to set our world free
from the freedom and make it balance
with our own knowledge of existence.
Yet the peace needs to be fond,
and decipher we need to its value.
freedom is being bound-
freedom is having a home,
and knowing that to it we will go.
And peace is what once bound freedom,
and till date we seek it, which we misplaced.
Somewhere the tide hides it,just beyond our eyes,
within us we know,and to that we come and go,
in the name of peace,we do,
in the name of god,none shall bow,
for peace is one within the god,
and within us,we can see,if we were
to open out eyes and see.
Everything is an illusion,
but illusions are to be broken.
To break an illusion,we need to feel,
and belong to the other frame
and respect the illusion,
and watch the illusion
understand and then become a master of it.
For not living and fulfilling is destruction,
for without thought,fact is not reality.
peace exists and will always exist.
The Pinnacle need,is peace,
and that we all will forever seek.
So in the search let us be kind,
and yet us search and understand,
let us not destroy that which needs life,
let us light everything else with the wand
of life,so that peace can rule,
in its name.Peace is the heart of love,
peace is one within.Peace is peace.
And shall always be.Illusion is everything.
But the purpose of suffering is,
not only to bare,but to feel and understand.
The purpose of joy,is to know,that
we don’t need to suffer,
for in joy there is peace.
the light shines the brightest
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