The birds are our witnesses
The birds are our narrators
The birds are our revealers
The fire was burning
The smoke was rising
The bombs were bombing
The people were dying
The guns were sounding
The folks were weeping
The rapists were raping
The kidnapers were abducting
The killer were killing.
All bad things were gone
All good things are come
Untranquil land it was
Tranquil land it is.
Uneducated people they were
Educated people they are.
Country's blood lakes and rivers it had
Country's fresh lakes and rivers it have.
The birds have unguilty eyes
The birds have verity mouths.
The birds are so innocents.
The birds will verbalise forever!!
#EDM.
Categories:
untranquil, africa,
Form: ABC
What would it be like
To have a tranquil life
Free from worry and pain
Turmoil and strife
To be able to walk a shore
Look at the sea
Thinking wish i felt so calm
Deep within me
A tranquil life
Hmmm, would that be so good
Not to have worries
Which make us understood.
Doesnt life mean to live
The untranquil as well as the free
Isn't it the differences
That make us see.
The turmoil in others
The need of a friend
Aim your help to them
Towards their tranquil end.
This will bring you tranquility
Knowing you cared
Being there for them
A problem shared.
Categories:
untranquil, life,
Form: Light Verse