The sky is filled with smoke and dust,
Everywhere there is blood and rust.
When everything we love is long gone,
And there is nobody left for us to mourn.
The brown sun is shining dark,
All around you’ll find fire and spark.
When you realize your life is a pawn,
And your thoughts and aspirations are still born.
Trees everywhere but no sight of leaves,
No idea about what god believes.
When closer and closer your death is drawn,
And your life is nothing but a lost field of corn.
The war when takes everything from you,
Destroys all and you have nothing to do.
Hopes still alive to see the white swan,
And your rage seems to blow the war horn.
With tears in eyes and a broken heart,
The grief and revenge tearing you apart.
When you think of again blooming the lawn;
Waking up with desperate prayers every morn.
The dawn will come with rest and peace,
Death and destruction will completely cease.
Laughter and grace of the earth will carry on,
So, let’s pray for the return of the dawn.



When you see everything turning against you,

And you have nothing that you can do.

When you feel your world is falling down

And your luck is giving you a disturbing frown.


When life is giving you no second chances,

And you are terrified by failures’ glances.

When you have no shoulders to cry upon,

And your life seems to be a hell of a dawn.


When you are let down by wrong turns of life,

And your troubles and problems seem to be rife.

When you get confused of rights and wrongs,

And you are befriended by melancholy songs.


When all hopes seem to be lost in time,

And your life is not even worth of a dime.

When your self confidence is falling apart like autumn leaves,

And your imagination cries havoc with frustrated beliefs.


Very soon my friend, you will find inner peace.

Time will heal the cracks, bringing together every piece.

Very soon my friend, the morning sun will shine.

And everything will turn out to be normal and fine.

So my friend……. COME BACK TO PEACE.



Can you listen to the tunes of raindrops on your smiling face?

Closed eyes, with the wind and a divine chase

Memories gushing through your tranquil soul

Feelings of ecstasy, excitement and a solemn dole

Can you listen to the dry leaves under your swinging feet?

Telling their stories to the green with a withered beat

Quenching your ears with a tinge of blue times

Playing with your mood to the hymns of wind chimes

 Can you listen to the still silent night in your husky mind?

Very dark, but still awaken your senses you find

Moving with your breaths and your unrest heart

Splitting up your rusty thoughts like shreds apart

Can you listen to the frolicking waves over your bare pain?

Nothing for they have to lose, nor do they gain

Swaying over the warm sand, sending us to sleep

Unknown to fathom your prying wishes that deep.