Peace Out Poem by Hemendra Singh Deopa

I hear a scream
Which I have heard before
Coming from under a roof
And silenced under many.
I wonder why one shall shout
To be heard by one standing near
Once who was so dear.
Once who did converse without a single word.
Irony of the world
That we let the beauty fade,
Over the time and let anger
rise over the head,
and somebody's smile is ceased,
and left to shed tears instead.
The cruel words begins to pollinate
such clumsy fear
That supposed to be flourished
by rather beautiful traits.
Let not grow loathing to rule over,
retreat to your imaginary boundaries and time travel to your moments of joy.
For, peace shall be healing
that wounded heart and
The world must be calling for another beautiful start.
Peace out as much as you should
Follow the heart as much as you could.
Deeper in the core
you and me and all
are bestowed with a soulful heart.
So let not grow loathing to rule over,
let love, peace and harmony to take over.