By Shubhra Chaubey
"The storm will be over soon",
they say
Don't worry,
the experienced one
smiled and walked away
in the dust, to the distance
I am here, one and only
Alone in the house, no, not lonely
The wind is howling
My pieces are falling
They say, "soon there will be Peace"
I am literally worried
Well what can be done
Tapping my feet
Squeezing my fist
Waiting and chanting
"Peace "and in horror" Piece"
Peace will be there
It's Universally known
I am looking forward to
Find my pieces
thrown apart
Oh my heart rate decreases
Everyone suddenly shouting
'Peace and calmness restored'
Blaze in my eyes
Dazzled smile
frazzled puzzled ride towards
finding the slice
After the storm
They talked about Peace
and I about Pieces......