Peace hath her victories, no less renowned than War.

Peace hath her victories, no less renowned than War.

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.

We must concentrate not merely on the negative expulsion of war but the postive affirmation of peace.

We must concentrate not merely on the negative expulsion of war but the postive affirmation of peace.

Peace is not something you wish for; It's something you make, Something you do, Something you are, And something you read more

Peace is not something you wish for; It's something you make, Something you do, Something you are, And something you give away.

It is an unfortunate fact that we can secure peace only by preparing for war.

It is an unfortunate fact that we can secure peace only by preparing for war.

The trenchant blade Toledo trusty.
For want of fighting was grown rusty,
And ate into itself for read more

The trenchant blade Toledo trusty.
For want of fighting was grown rusty,
And ate into itself for lack
Of somebody to hew and hack.

O for a lodge in some vast wilderness,
Some boundless contiguity of shade;
Where rumor of oppression read more

O for a lodge in some vast wilderness,
Some boundless contiguity of shade;
Where rumor of oppression and deceit,
Of unsuccessful or successful war,
Might never reach me more.

Peace without justice is tyranny.

Peace without justice is tyranny.

Nor is heaven always at peace.
[Lat., Nec sidera pacem
Semper habent.]

Nor is heaven always at peace.
[Lat., Nec sidera pacem
Semper habent.]