Idle Peace

How can an old world see peace
or one be at ease,
when silence and conqueror
are mixed together?

Flashing points of mended steel
or papers on wheel,
for one, plenty it slaughter.
More so together.

Silent eyes, pierced lips, pleading:
a new beginning.
Most knew nothing for something,
but no one’s hearing.

People grew and yet wonder
life’s reason; wander
through the journey of these leaves,
dry or wet in eves.

They cry, dry tears for all years;
succumb to fierce fears.
Lashing, cold, and gnashing dreams
disturbing heights, means.

Sun shines above on us all:
browning greens on fall
to greening browns of the spring.
One knew everything.

One hears hearts’ screams: fears, joys, dreams…
drowning but praying.
One may be idle in sight.
Wait, kneel, for He’s might.

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© 2015 Niobe Falls


About Niobe Falls

Hi, a wonderful day to you! To summarize what I do, I write codes and literary fiction. I write software program source codes for a living - so I am currently a software developer (link: . Yet I developed my "talent" in fiction writing on circa 2003; I was a graduating student in elementary school back then. I was fascinated by Bram Stoker's Dracula and has made me wonder if I could write like him, too, in a sense. I started by tweaking my favorite songs and transforming it to another poem/prose. Funny, that I used to have this "problem" in fiction writing that I cannot produce any written material when I am not sad. Now I can, with less effort. That's it about me. So, see you around!
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