By: Jay M

Peace A Chance:

Hit by wild winds in a forest,
Oh, perfidious dance,
Of a dark moon,
In an unfathomable trance.

No speechless birds we,
Nor with broken wings,
Nay, mirthless in sorrow,
In flight, our proud hearts sing.

Free to fly,
Carrying aloft a fallen sky,
Hope lies in wait,
The light of dawn,
For a peaceful future,
We can create…

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Freedom:

Walk lonely, through a trough,
Blink, at a picture unseen,
Eyes open, tears dried, 
Water to roots,
Fruit unseen,
Seeded, to the mind.

Fogged,

Absence, water to memories,
Once, not to limit,
Breath!
Through a bird to fly;
A flight of fancy,
Born to thrive, 
Never in thought to die!
In life to revel,
Love laughter and joy,
An Ewer full,
Of nectar, dripping, a star,
Earn, never coy;
Nor cry alone,
For restrained wings,
Rigour apart.

Taboo Silhouettes,
Moving love,
Throws light;
A new sight, a picture seen,
A recognisance of past,
The culture of being,
To walk lonely, through a trough, now whistling though,
Blink, picture, never blind to see,
Once, to sing free…

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JayM is a poet and writer from Mumbai, India, who strives to make sense of the increasingly multiple, paradoxical and ambiguous world around him through his verse and prose. He writes poetry – free verse and haiku, apart from satire based on his travels. He takes life with a pinch of salt, and advocates that doing so makes it highly palatable.