Quest for Peace

Standing on the beach of possibilities,
near the sea of my dreams,
The waves of uncertainty,
prevents my desire to enter into it.

But, when the tides come to wipe me,
I took the plumb and dived into it,
after some struggle,
Entered into the middle of the ocean,
to discover the perennial calmness and peace
To sail for THE fulfillment.

Then, the world is succumbed to the 'T' word,
My country is succumbed to the 'C' word,
When I cry out for 'P',
Here comes more 'T'!!!

It seems now,
I have to be the change that I want to see,
To survive myself out of the nightmare-
I have to ACT, but not FLEE.

And, the story of "survival of the fittest" just continues...


P.S: T - Terrorism, C - Corruption, P - Peace