Peace

Peace comes from,

Mother’s eyes searching for her son,

Whose eyes are searching for the enemy on the borders.

 

Peace comes from,

Sister is waiting for her brother to tie a knot of brotherhood on his hand,

But who is tying a bag to go for a war.

Peace comes from,

Father is waiting for his son to come and walk for a long with him,

But who is obeying and walking for the war zone.

Peace comes from,

A brother is waiting for his Brother, who will come and share his heartiest talks,

But who is talking with guns and the bullets in the battle fields.

Peace comes from,

A wife is waiting for his man to come and sit beside her and spend time with him,

But who is busy spending his time with grounds of battle.