In a battle, when white flags are raised by the fighting sides, it is considered as an offer of peace and the battle stops.
Nature too has its strange ways to educate us.
As we grow over the years, we keep on fighting many battles; battles of ego, greed etc. And as a result we accumulate bitterness.
After a certain age, our hairs start turning white. These are nothing but the white flags, which are handed over to us by nature.
It is to remind us, to cease fire from all these futile battles and make peace….
This poetry collections will take you through such emotions…..
“How come his line is bigger than mine
Our egos worked many extra miles
Earned many degrees, fancy titles
Passed all the time in futile battles
Let’s start afresh, forgetting the past
Let’s cease fire, no more shadow to cast
White banners over the ears, are glancing now
The beard has started greying now”