Peace September Poems

22 years after, the day still lingers in our minds
The trauma of that day we can never leave behind
We remember those lives we lost that...

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Softly sighing, cerulean skies melt over a trail of endings.

Lost in last night’s laughing leaves, silent reflections, memories trembling.

Echoing along shadows, laughing quietly as past...

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Reflected in the tender skies, azure dreams,
Compared to the joys that inspire light,
Rustling quietly in the rushing streams,
Promising laughter that restores the insight.

Rising across the...

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Destined for the hopefulness of dawn,
Dewy eyed, mist like tears forced themselves
From the corners of sorrowful eyes, resting
On the sunrise, briefly elated by the melody...

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Heartfelt light… falls gentle on my dew drenched silence,
When moon is fading beneath the silent blessings,
Raining through the moments, healing with soft expressions
Moments alive with...

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Just before the touch of winter’s caress
Comes a moment when my heart must confess
Peace sways eagerly in the zephyr spice
Tempting autumn brings wonders so precise

Just...

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Bending beneath the shadows,
In soft silhouettes,
Rhythms whispering grace,
Falling like heavy rains,
Gentle yet incessant,
Prayers prayed by the pines,
Music breaking through branches,
Silencing the tender leaves,
Erasing the darkness,
With...

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Postcards From Oblivion

I dreamed you reached out to me last night
Just to tell me it still wasn't right
As if you thought it would be news...

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Hear Your faithful and Your diligent servant, O my Lord O my God,
And do not fail not to hear my humble requests and petitions that...

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Every time I plan to fly there is some disruption in the sky. Every time I plan to fly the eagle appears out of nowhere...

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Serenity found in the gentle pines, woodland hues
Breathless leaves, rustling softly, heartland muse

Amber and scarlet, fiery shadows, falling to earth
Caressing the light, creative touch, freehand...

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Smells like clean sweaters
and leaves all
crunched up
Cold, it doesn't hurt
But
It bites
Hair constantly windswept
Wool hats
Itchy ones
The sound of little
Gold and
Red 
Fragments 
Being shattered and pounded
Little crumbs...

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Each year the International Day of Peace is observed around the world on 21 September.The UN General Assembly has declared this as a day devoted...

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I was born in September
A long time ago
I shall always remember
September as so.
Two years later, it hurts me to say
War was declared, taking my childhood...

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over the sky
sun opens
his third eye
red tint spreads
clouds float high-
fluffy white.
birds fly high,
feast to the eye.

one can feel the calm sibilance,
of a blue tranquil lake,
making...

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