Torrid Zones of Peace

by Ananya S. Guha / June 21st, 2026

There is peace
A cease fire to
Awaken us from sleep
Let our dreams come true
The world militarist is
Searching peace to give
His troubled body and mind
Peace/ cease fire/ fuming
With terror as the world
Explodes with another news
Peace. Peace.Peace.
May we all rest in peace
Someday
Yes, someday when the weather beaten
Hills, announce that they too want peace
From the smoke, the fog and the rains
Their besmirched bodies hit by rocks
And stones.
Then peace will sail among mists
And smouldering truths
About who wanted peace first
The body or the soul,
Resting in torrid zones of peace

Ananya S Guha lives in Shillong in North East India, where he was born and brought up. He has been writing and publishing his poetry for the last forty years. His poetry has been published in both electronic and print formats such as: Indian Literature, Other Voices, Osprey Journal, Glasgow Review, The Literary Nest, Up The Staircase, Asia Writes, Art Arena, Praxis Online, Muse India, Your One Phone Call, In Between Hangovers, The Peeking Cat Magazine, Post Colonial Text among others. He has also written widely on educational and social matters. He has ten collections of poetry and his poetry has been anthologized in various collections of Indian poetry in English. He holds a doctoral on the novels of William Golding. Read other articles by Ananya S..

This article was posted on Sunday, June 21st, 2026 at 8:00am and is filed under Poetry.