Peace

First poem from a long writing break.

My senses have become dole

All from the fragileness of my sole

Peace is what everyone strives for

But Peace is not in me

It is a fictitious 
Malicious disease

All caused by the minds dreams

In this time

In this world 

We will not see peace

Never until mans egos Cease

I will all ways bleed in tears

This is what peace is I fear

A struggle through out your life

To fall and have to rise

Only to knocked back in to the grass

Peace will never come to pass

Not until my life ends in this life

Author's Note

Long absence Comment,review,rate

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

"We will not see peace
Never until mans egos Cease"
The above words are true. If everybody want to win. In the end. No-one will win. The poem told a honest view of life and living. Thank you for sharing your excellent poetry. I'm glad to be able to read your words again.
Coyote

[Dark Tower]

A very well written poem overall. Only personal comments: The rhyme scheme seems a little generic. But otherwise very nice.