Quest for Peace


It is elusive

like a shooting star
you miss in the blink of an eye

Or is it just luck

that some people seem
to find peace so easily

No bubbling cauldron
of white-hot regrets seethes within

Perhaps the geyser of discontent
spews itself out in a rush

Perhaps still waters don’t run so deep
as to hide unacknowledged yearnings

But I am left to flounder mercilessly
in discontent, self-inflicted, or thrust upon me

by a restless mind, a troubled heart


It is endless

this quest for peace


© 2017 Uma Venkatraman ~ All Rights Reserved

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