Peace

Baffling yet deceiving
Lonesome outbursts of a desperate mind
Identity or just an expression
Of a confusion, of a hunger
Yet passionate
Longing for a validity
But in enmity, with satisfaction
 Feelings and retarded obsession
Of an affection, so true
Yet a romance
Of a fragrance, with tunes
Of a starless sky.

And a cry of the moment
Of the resonant peace,
Like a bliss in the slightest echo
Of the multitude, who speak
Of the promised,
Peace and, only peace,
My friend, for this broken
Only for today.