We may be peaceful, when there is noise,
Clattering sound of monstrous machines,
Rattling fun of relatives of choice,
Seldom affect the peace that defines.
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Love ourselves is the first step, Love those who depended on us, Love those who live beside and far, Love everything that love and hate us.//// This's excellent penning//// A great poem.....
well thought of poem. the title can be 'emotion be our slave'