Petals Of Peace - Poem by Aftab Alam
What life! For I know, it's a magical bag
I can see uneyed, the bag with its tag
Always empty, it has a gigantic desire
What a folly with us? Why bathed in pyre!
Unto a saint once I went and asked;
Near a pond amid woods, we both basked
'Is Containment of greed ‘the Epidemic'?
Why sealed within, with the petal of peace!
Lo! My bag is full of holy jolly fragrance'
Where is your bag holy man?
Questioned to him and waited for a while-
‘Peace is nowhere else if you are in search
Peace resides within you, with a merry perch
But the greed that breeds profound desire
Creates ire, then fire and then pushes into mire ‘
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