*SHADOW*

Under the shade of Hurly-burly,
Gush of tempest wind,
Stormy storm,
Turbulent sea,
So my shadow be with me.
Under the shade of dazzling clover,
Tied to the apron of wealth,
Living in luxurious clover,
Dwelling in luxuriant garden,
Halycon days, beautiful moments,
Arcadian life, eternal bliss,
So my shadow be with me.
O ye! Shadow,
Unseen companion,
Fit like glove right my hands,
Stuck like octopus right my face.


*INEQUALITY.*

Subtle differences invades the world.
Right from the soil,
We were watered differently,
We sprouted out differently,
We were hauled differently,
We were taken care of differently,
We went through different hurdles,
We faced different phases.
I grope in the maze of confusion,
When our fingers aren’t equal,
Marks on our palms aren’t the same,
Facial differences
Height differences,
Wealth differences,
Abject differences,
Till death asunder.
Alas, no balancing equation can balance the law of Inequality,
For the world itself was created under the shade of Inequality.


*EMPTY DARKNESS*

Like a scare crow in the farm,
Gives no hope to the light.
Like a fumble cloud,
A lifeless thunder,
Send out my empty buckets
And rain not later.


*WHITE DOVE*
*Theme: PEACE*
*Sub theme: OLIVE BRANCH.*

They hope for peace on earth,
Since the day of some birth.
Severe phases they can’t bear,
In blood they bath and fear.
The world seek for peace,
Rather than peace, arrived pieces.
Diffusion of hatred grows,
Everyday blood flows.
Sadness swells in their heart,
Their tears covers the earth.
When war totally cease,
In the world will be peace.
Peace we all seek,
When we lack it, we feel weak.
It can’t be caught from the sky,
Something we can’t buy.
Peace is sweet,
It makes us complete.
It is just and fair,
Something we mutually share.
Like water simply flow,
Peace on earth shall flow.
Nothing to fear,
When it is close and near.
Peace will surely grow,
If we start to be kind.
Something we all know,
So we should find.
Bring them tranquility,
Along with stability.
Peace! Peace! Peace!
Fight for it instead,
Not war should we spread.

Paciolo Pen Saint