Next Poem 117 / 840 Previous Poem Cry For Peace ♡ Autoplay Every one is crying for peace all are crying for peace holding guns in their hands seating on the heap of magazine crying for peace, peace, peace but the pigeon of peace has flown away leaving her nest which is accumulated with chaos and disdain how the peace can sustain in the house where no one wants to understand any one always imposing overlapping others wishes in the name of truth, wisdom and supremacy peace is peace satisfies without implication where peace will abode for joys of all. ramesh rai Monday, November 10, 2014