Peace with Self


Searching in state of futility

for favorable drift of gust  


Waiting for an apt moment

to trim sails for final thrust


 Weathered many a past gale

now to placidity must align


Get rid of vain probabilities

and to harsh realism resign


All expectancy disconnected

disappointment amputates


Acceptance acts as panacea

feel good truly accentuates


Challenge takes a back seat

introspection turns prime


One with unison of own self

to find tranquility  sublime


In blissful pool of immunity

glee and pathos don’t blend


Beyond the simple nuances

existence one doesn’t defend


No hostility gets nurtured

or pointed fingers of blame


Rues, angst and penitence

not anymore then inflame






































harsh reality

◄ Reflective Debate

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<Deleted User> (11984)

Sat 15th Mar 2014 18:59

This gave me peace with myself! I am taken by the charm of smoothy stream of a mass of strong and heavy tune words! Love it!

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Harry O'Neill

Thu 13th Mar 2014 14:59

Sunny C
I like your splitting of the quatrains, your
rhyme, and your way of getting a lot into your unusually sparse choice of words.

Keep `em comin`

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