Remembering D-Day

On Normandy’s shore where courage was found,
Eighty years past, where brave hearts abound.
June’s dawn broke with a somber might,
As heroes rose to reclaim the night.

The waves whispered tales of sacrifice and pain,
Of lives intertwined in freedom’s refrain.
Sand stained with the price they paid,
In silent homage, our heads are laid.

Their footsteps echo through time’s vast sea,
A legacy of valor, of souls set free.
In fields of Normandy, where poppies grow,
We remember their names, their stories in tow.

For each brave heart that stormed the gate,
Their memory endures, in hearts they await.
Eighty years on, we still recall,
Their gift of freedom, their noble call.

Inner Peace

In the kaleidoscope of my mind, where shadows play,
A dance of colors, guiding the way.
Psychedelic whispers, soft and profound,
In the labyrinth of thoughts, serenity is found.

Embracing hues, a cosmic ballet,
Inner peace blooms in the mind’s array.
Mystical melodies, a gentle breeze,
Echoes of tranquility, put the mind at ease.

In the tapestry of thoughts, a silent unfold,
A journey within, a story to be told.
Ephemeral patterns, like dreams that soar,
A tranquil sanctuary at the core.

Through the corridors of the soul, a peaceful stream,
A mosaic of visions, like a waking dream.
In the cosmic dance, where thoughts find release,
A psychedelic journey to inner peace.

The Armistice

In the shadow of conflict’s fierce embrace,
A world once torn by hatred’s grim display,
The Armistice, a beacon of grace,
Illuminates hope, a brighter, peaceful day.

In trenches deep, where valour met despair,
Soldiers, weary, yearned for a reprieve,
The Armistice, a breath of hopeful air,
Whispered dreams of solace they’d achieve.

The guns fell silent, and the cannons ceased,
No more the thunder of destruction’s cry,
A fragile peace, in wearied hearts released,
Brought tears of joy, as nations dared to try.

From the ruins of war, a vision clear,
Emerging like a phoenix from the flame,
The Armistice, a pledge to persevere,
In unity, humanity reclaimed.

We honour those who gave their all to mend,
The wounded earth, with scars both deep and wide,
The Armistice, a promise to defend,
A world where love and empathy reside.

Let’s guard this fragile peace, so hard-won,
With open hearts and hands extended wide,
The Armistice, a vow to carry on,
In harmony, our love will be our guide.

In the wake of strife,
May peace be our rhyme.
With The Armistice,
We cherish peace in our time.

A Wish For Peace

In the midst of chaos, where rockets roared,
Amidst the rubble, a chance for peace we’ll afford.
In this wounded world, where conflict thrives,
Let’s strive for harmony, and let compassion drive.

From the ashes of anger, hatred, and pain,
Let empathy flourish, like gentle spring rain.
In the hearts of warriors, find a common chord,
For within the rubble, we can build a new world.

In the language of peace, let our voices resound,
Let diplomacy reign where once bullets were found.
From the ruins of battle, let hope’s flame ignite,
For in unity, we’ll find the strength to take flight.

Amid shattered dreams, where trust had once fled,
Let’s weave a new tapestry with threads of love instead.
In the crumbled cities, where children once played,
Let them know a world where conflict has decayed.

From the darkness of war, a brighter path we’ll chart,
In the unity of nations, we’ll find a brand-new start.
So let’s embrace forgiveness, and together advance,
From within the rubble, give peace a fighting chance.