Poetry from Sayani Mukherjee

Peace.

For Peace comes slow
A sudden birth 
Unexpected win 
Balms your soul
A royal blue impish touch 
Sometimes
A hurricane 
It just
Soothes
For Peace comes slowly
More difficult
Than Love
Loving One 
Each breathing 
Each Eyelashes
It is private
A fine jewel
Must be hidden 
Kept 
Under your shirt 
For peace is precious
Than Love 
Itself.