Let things be
(A poetic perspective on human desires and inner peace)
The guarded wish to run away,
The open hope for love one day.
The young just want to find their way,
The old remember a brighter day.
The broken wait for light to stay,
The educated search for better pay.
The unknown want a world to say,
The known hide from the words they say.
The poor dream big and kneel to pray,
The rich feel lost in their own way.
The artist paints through shades of grey,
Wishing his brush knew what to say.
A pilot flying far away
Wants to rest where children play,
A farm boy looks at skies so gray
Wishing to soar like birds one day.
We chase, we want, we never flee
From dreams that bloom internally.
But peace begins when we agree
To just be still and let things be!
Copyright © Sankara Pandi Muthu Laxmi | Year Posted 2026
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