Peace

by Anushka Pokhriyal

Have you ever touched a soul,

Or maybe souls

The one that curls up inside of you in one

or more pieces of your own

Like a cup of warm, balmy coffee

Wondering if the taste of chilly clouds

would ever know

The shrill existence of unknown

I was merely a piece, a person

A picture of dusk in the dark

who created red and white masterpieces

which casts a stillness of half-love

While others had the patience to melt

away

I had the presence of burning

I let my stillness speak to the unknown

Strange how I decorate pain

Like the white pearls of oceans drowning

all of my sorrows away

We were healers to some, archer to many

So wired to the limbo that the idea of

leaving never struck me

And just like every cloud has a silver lining,

Words were mine

So I penned every heart that decorated my

skin

Will peace ever be one of the unknowns?

Will it ever silence my unbeaten soul?

So just like every second of your second

breath

I closed my eyes and blinked thrice

Blink, blink, blink

What you saw

Is it light or dark

Is it peaceful?

Or left your soul with a mark

Is it what you desire?

Or do you want to set everything on fire

Is it just me or do these three seconds

define my soul

Bless me with situations I never cared for

Show me a little until I crave more

Dig everything up until I see the core

What you saw

Are you free?

Or stuck between something unbearable

Something you never want to lose

Something that belongs to you

Or something that never defined you

Something with a sensation or something

you have faked before

And all I saw was me in the light, with the

peace

Following the sensation I felt

of the present

I somehow collided with

-peace