Maybe peace is not within my reach,
Believe me love is not something I really preach.Â
But should the presence of one bring serenity ,
Hang on to them with the best of your ability.
Life does bring alot of disasters,
With cut hands filled with plasters.
Should someone mend those scars even by a bit,
Losing them seems a thought too morbid.
But revel in those moments of serenity,Â
For the next break may come in an eternity.Â
There is no shame in romance under the moon light,Â
And maintaining a few hours of delight.Â
For serenity is hard to find,
As to misery are we inclined.
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