POETIC OCEANS 2

Be it Paris NY  Beirut Peshawar or Islamabad or any other town village or city in the world when people can walk talk eat or drive with ease  beauty rests stays prevails, but only with peace Just like I see you green, manifesting majesty at the foot of Margalla Hills, so others see, that are home to them,  nations of the world who live, breathe, and fly freedom flags unfurled let all be within their own beloved  land green colorful peaceful and grand Oh My City Dear, send full peace everywhere we all live on one Earth, planet created for us all, let us not be oblivious nor close  our eyes, time flies, life dies,  save All, forgive All Truth will triumph not Lies Come peace peace peace for All Spread strong covers  let Light shine bright, tranquility descend remove all dislike, drench all anger  drown all hate, Let Goodwill stand tall.  .  ...

Melodies begin music flows the heart warms as love grows smiles beam on all  faces as people collect in small places some moments together we sit to share, soon time will not spare so let us be peaceful and enjoy, comfort each other and care who rules what place what land,what difference does it make don't you have your own freedom, your way, your own land? if all humanity alike,women and children just different names all were guided the same, one home, played the same games what lessons from previous wars do  we remember, be it Chawinda, D Day Waterloo   or 6th of  September  nothing did we gain but death destruction downfall and pain killing each other, unknown strangers again again and again; and so many think and talk and speak and call for peace  and write and write essays stories and poems for peace but still produce gather and buy weapons bombs and guns each moment each hour lose life families an...

Not fierce Othello in so loud a strain... did shouts, screams and squeals reach my auditory system as I am jolted out of my engrossed state while trying to gather the mock epic characteristics of Alexander Pope's famous Rape of the Lock? I had slumbered into the upper class aristocratic society of the 18th century England at my writing table, waltzing into a world of lacy frilly gowns curly wigs and coat tails; violas and violins... This music crept by me... no tis gone, mingled with Shakespearean expressions, no it comes again... the winds did sing it to me the name of... "Mother, Mother,” loud cries resound over the staircase raising a tempest rushing into the calm seas of the lounge where I am trying to memorise the heroic couplets... exam in English literature, but alas! These precious moments must fade... “Its moving, its moving," My six-year-old daughter, frail and skinny in physique but so sharp in sound, is now standing straight on the sofa chair with he...

Tranquility is Divine  It cannot be found in a line of roses guarded by thorns nor in a forest replete with trees, and then If I were a leaf ,tender would be the twig unstable would be the branch, swinging to and fro with the breeze, tense in breath fragile in heart,on a pine graceful and tall,one day would be  The Fall Tranquility is Divine Tranquility is Divine neither yours nor mine in water sailing, flying in the sky freely gathering  hail and snow in the clouds up and down  thick and thin light and dark,as they go-yet obedient to  command  to shade and cool to flood and flush to pour life in living things as they try to grow Tranquility is Divine in celestial spaces in starry graces floating in distances ordained,  staying within bounds keeping eternal rounds in time and light,reflected to entertain and guide glittering twinkling what joy they bring,breaking the darkn...

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