peace

peace · poem 1

The Language Of Peace.

I don't make friends,

nor do I initiate conversations.

Every time I want

to pour my heart out,

I choose silence instead.

I don't hate people.

I just choose peace,

knowing silence

is the only friend

I've invited

to walk with me

until the end.

I don't know

whether it's good or bad,

but the child inside me

only knows

the language of peace.