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Peace hath her victories, no less renowned than War.
Peace hath her victories, no less renowned than War.
Peace is not merely a distant goal that we seek, but a means by which we arrive at that goal.
Peace is not merely a distant goal that we seek, but a means by which we arrive at that goal.
Peace is a journey of a thousand miles and it must be taken one step at a time.
Peace is a journey of a thousand miles and it must be taken one step at a time.
Peace is a militant state, which is not secured by wishful thinking.... If we are to be sure of our read more
Peace is a militant state, which is not secured by wishful thinking.... If we are to be sure of our liberty, we must be ready to fight for it.
Peace has its victories, but it takes a brave man to win them.
Peace has its victories, but it takes a brave man to win them.
Universal peace sounds ridiculous to the head of an average family.
Universal peace sounds ridiculous to the head of an average family.
Peace cannot be achieved through violence, it can only be attained through understanding. -Ralph Waldo Emerson.
Peace cannot be achieved through violence, it can only be attained through understanding. -Ralph Waldo Emerson.
Bring to a boil
Add oil
Then bomb
Ms Roy is author of the God of Small Things.
Bring to a boil
Add oil
Then bomb
Ms Roy is author of the God of Small Things.
Alternative Terror
War Tanks rolled over to
Jenin and its Refugee Camp
As battlefields in a minute
Clouds of read more
Alternative Terror
War Tanks rolled over to
Jenin and its Refugee Camp
As battlefields in a minute
Clouds of black smokes belched
From the nozzle of the missiles
Turned the dwellings into debris
And lives breathe under rubble
Still desires of living
That will never be fulfilled
Sighing are heard in the air
Unseen ghosts are roaming freely
Searching their brotherhoods
Living or dead
Souls are still weeping bitterly
With sorrows that never end
In the war turned atmosphere
Flying high in the sky appeared
The hungry vultures that smell
Odors of rotten human flesh
As if the open graveyards
To wipe the terrors and even its ghosts
Out of the worldly atmosphere
Reassuring pure peace
In every people’s mind
Is’t the rebirth of terror
Or alternative terror ?
© Pushpa Ratna Tuladhar.
