Musing 165 Poem by shuvo chakraborty

Musing 165

Power of peace is not born in battlefield
But gather strengths in mind solitude
Underlying the eternal supremacy over blood letting.
Earth is in harmony with ambience soothing
Where our seeds of progresses are germinated
Under the care of ethical humanity and deepest ponderings.
Uneasy postures blowing dragon fires
Towards the meek and reasonable generation
Reduce the sense rational with smoke bellowing
To uncharitable ashes consuming the self meaning.

Friday, March 15, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: ashes,power,solitude,soothing
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