HOW DO YOU DEFINE THE PEACE OF MIND?

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HOW DO YOU DEFINE THE PEACE OF
MIND?
 Mariyah Zohair Indorewala  25864



How do you define the peace of mind?
Is it in staying quite or becoming blind?
Is it being rich and buying jewels that shine?
Or the expensive, sumptuous food we dine?

As described by tourists is it observed in nature?
According to history’s author is peace legislature?
Or as ethnocentrism claims, is it really the culture?
And lastly verbalized by the zoophilic is it in creature.

While discovering the address of peace, brains gets paralyzed
It’s impossible to discover, later it’s criticized
Slowdown, take a pause, the respected heart advised
Don’t make that an issue! For that the brain apologized.
There I loaded my truck with everything I own

Ordered to move up the gears, even though a blizzard had blown
Been awake for nights I taunted myself “hello”? In a worried tone
Still in search of peace! even after crossing borders all alone?
Nevertheless, with determination, I decided not to stop
This journey will pay off along with every teardrop
Instantly I browsed it in my laptop

Einstein mentioned “peace is where your soul will rest nonstop.”

That day I sat on a bench wondering
A child was begging and no one was answering
At the moment a famous photographer was capturing
Spreading it to people and with sympathy he was captioning.
Without a dime the child ran to his mother and smiled
With peace, a rotten potato they uncoiled

Regardless of the situation, they didn’t let their happiness get spoiled
With unconditional love, they slept where it was tiled.
Peace cannot be achieved by force; that day I realized
It’s not by degrading others; for that’ll only minimize it.
It’s when your heart feels like it’s in paradise
You’ll have Allah’s blessing when you’ll recognize
As I walked, I noticed a bright light
On a grand throne sat an angel in white
He was soft-hearted like a mother and brave as a knight
Tears filled up my eyes and ran down like a waterfall that night.
Aali Qadr Mufaddal Saifudin(TUS) is his name adored.
He’s the savior of our lives and Allah’s Deen’s sword
I found my peace that lies under his feet, serving him is my reward
For all the worries and obstacles he’s my peace I explored.

And this is the way my journey ends,
Peace is following His commands my friends.
Without worrying of the modern-world’s trends
In search of peace, this is how my journey ends.

Comments

  1. UnknownJuly 15, 2020 at 4:14 AM

    deep and lovely poem with a great message .......excellently done👍👍

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  2. UnknownJuly 15, 2020 at 5:49 AM

    Lovely written 👏

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