Reduced into tears and a heart that was aching

Left in a pool of will power that was breaking

Sailing in a ship that was soon to be sinking

I decided to search for the chest of peace

I didn’t sleep peacefully,

That is quite for sure

For all now I dream about

is the consequence of war

Dawn’s calls were gunshots

and a heart piercing scream

But today that was an excuse

for a higher self-esteem

It was one of the coldest winters in years,

And yet I wore no coat

For the fact that I was searching for peace,

Had warmed me from toe to throat

Despite that my brain over heated

From the buzzing questions inside,

From the cluelessness I really felt,

But there was nobody I could confide

Years later I returned from my voyage

With a sparkling chest by my side

And a golden key dangling from my neck

My head held out in pride

I looked around at my once sweet home

That was now a pile of wreckages

But I didn’t cry nor sniffle a sob

As I was filled with hope

I stood behind a once fine podium

And clutched my dangling key

I opened the chest I held by my side

As everyone pushed to see

I clenched my fists and spoke with a voice

That for decades was itching to be let out

 I explained that I completed my voyage

 And shared the treasure I found

“P…Positive environment

E…Eternal harmony

A…Accept people for who they are

C…Connect humanity

E…Embrace tolerance!”

“What is peace? It is to me,

A moment to cherish,

A smile

A laughing face, warmth of a hug

Something that makes it worthwhile!”

And so the chapter ended

And inner peace was found,

For the start of peace is one’s true self

And then it’s passed around!”

About The Poet

Mishaal Ahmed is an enthusiastic reader as well as a passionate budding writer who loves to voice her ocean-deep thoughts through canvas of poetry.

This very shade of art suits well to her sensitive heart and she enjoys juggling with words to create a magical piece of art that is philosophical as well as heart-touching