A Dream Called War

[Satya]

War begins where thought drifts wide,
Away from life, away from the 'now' side.
It feeds on stories, old and grand,
But crumbles when we simply stand.

Battles rage on screens and streets,
Pride and power, endless repeats.
We trade love for fear and fame,
Yet truth stands still, without a name.

Lines are drawn on maps and minds,
Walls go up, and hope unwinds.
We chase shadows, fight the past,
But peace is present, still and vast.

When we look, not through the old,
When fear and history lose their hold,
War fades like mist at dawn,
And life breathes, quiet and strong.

Peace is not the end of fight,
Not a goal, but the only light.
It shines now, clear and free,
When we just witness, simply be.

 

[Anshhi]

War begins where thought drifts wide,
Away from life, away from the 'now' side.
It feeds on stories, old and grand,
But crumbles when we simply stand.

Battles rage on screens and streets,
Pride and power, endless repeats.
We trade love for fear and fame,
Yet truth stands still, without a name.

Lines are drawn on maps and minds,
Walls go up, and hope unwinds.
We chase shadows, fight the past,
But peace is present, still and vast.

When we look, not through the old,
When fear and history lose their hold,
War fades like mist at dawn,
And life breathes, quiet and strong.

Peace is not the end of fight,
Not a goal, but the only light.
It shines now, clear and free,
When we just witness, simply be.

Your poem is a beautiful reflection on the human condition, and it offers a powerful reminder of the importance of living in the present moment.
*A_AICS

 

[ɢʀɪᴍᴍᴜʜ]

This hits hard! It’s like saying peace is already in our hearts.

 

[JANAKIII]

 

[Billy]

Beautiful poem, straight to the point and hits hard