#nonviolence
The roof-gutters drip
into the occupied city
After a night of lying awake
from injustice and death
we go outside and show our lives
worn with age. Look, this is how
it should be, growing old
with wrinkles and skin spots
Our silent march rustles and sighs
a little, sometimes swarming
together for a moment
to music from our youth
Feb 8
Feb 8, 2026 at 3:48 AM UTC
We come unsolicited
from flower cones and memories
across the borders, we charm
friends and foreigners
with the scent of freedom
the balm of warm-heartedness
and being uncompromising
to live small and silently
to ignore the yoke
to the utmost
to pay attention only to the springs
and the summers in the wind
and to find ways
in night and mist
to meshes in the power
to do what is forbidden
to help where it is not allowed and
to sabotage what oppresses
Feb 7
Feb 7, 2026 at 3:55 AM UTC
How much would we like?
Much, more, or admit
with a sigh
that we know better, know
the law of cause and effect
Healthy mind, healthy body
that we do not devour beauty
and only live like spring
in the spring of our lives, growing
under oppression, winter
driven away with the zest for life
of countless many
Feb 6
Feb 6, 2026 at 2:49 AM UTC
The parties fell silent
all fuss ran away
from the cafes and the streets
And the sky turned pale
We no longer participate
as long as it is winter
and we can do without
Only the absolute necessary
we'll buy, we'll maintain nothing
that sustains the occupation
its land bite, people bite
Freedom bite
Our blood flows, our breath
makes us appear at our most beautiful
crystal after crystal
Untouched
We will die a new life
in the hearts of the soldiers
once vulnerably kiss spring
awake in them
Feb 5
Feb 5, 2026 at 3:55 AM UTC
Each face carries a star,
each voice weaves its own calling.
Differences do not separate us,
but give us wings to look into the distance.
Our steps intertwine upon the earth,
hands meet without fear.
Gentle peace grows like a quiet river,
cleansing the stones of hatred beneath the surface.
The colors of the world spread together,
each flower speaks a different language.
Harmony does not demand submission,
but understanding and courage in every step.
Each heart brings peace,
each thought becomes light.
Diversity is the source of strength,
and love flows without fear, without guilt.
09.11.2025
Andrei GUȚU
Nov 9, 2025
Nov 9, 2025 at 2:22 PM UTC
Peace, in a bed
in Amsterdam, kneeling
or with clenched fists
eternally awaited, preserved
in hearts and thoughts
about people who behave
differently than you wish
people who have to take care
of their well-being and can
only dream their visions
cannot realise these even
with combined efforts
The world is too big for that
Close by you can smell the wind
and go along with the seasons
Close by you can, within
the limits of your needs
safely open up to another
Aug 19, 2025
Aug 19, 2025 at 3:49 AM UTC
Instead of door slamming,
Listen to heavy metal music,
And engage in headbanging.
Instead of giving into violence,
Listen to the sounds of violins,
And practise non-violence.
Jan 21, 2025
Jan 21, 2025 at 2:43 AM UTC
Peace, in a bed
in Amsterdam, kneeling
or with clenched fists
eternally awaited, preserved
in hearts and thoughts
about people who behave
differently than you wish
people who have to take care
of their well-being and can
only dream their visions
cannot realise these even
with combined efforts
The world is too big for that
Close by you can smell the wind
and go along with the seasons
Close by you can, within
the limits of your needs
safely open up to another
Dec 29, 2024
Dec 29, 2024 at 4:29 AM UTC
There was a person long time ago
Maybe not that long as one would think
Enough, to skew the view of a generation
Forthcoming, covered with slant of conspiracy
As humanity scatters along widespread messers
Of populace
There can be a dream, a world of dreams
Where life is cherished preserved memories
Respected where love and trust alight the hearts
Leaving way for a generation to be free
To form views and opinions of their own
Rejecting shades of others
Sep 28, 2024
Sep 28, 2024 at 12:59 AM UTC
Idealistic standards set him apart from practicalities
Yet struggles to break free of norms are ongoing efforts
By the Gandhiites if there are any left
Life is a tall order when your goals are taller
Yet a willful soul can make it seem effortless
With the sheer tenacity of the indomitable will
Sep 27, 2024
Sep 27, 2024 at 7:42 AM UTC
After 3 long years I returned to my country India,
A country which spread the non violence idea.
I met an old friend, and asked him how's our motherland?
He told me situation is bad, danger has engulfed our homeland.
We are divided, even though we are majority,
They are united, even though they are minority.
Our count is decreasing,
Their count is increasing.
Wearing hijab, is what they want
Eating halal, is what they want
Praying namaz, is what they want
They are outside our temples, selling flowers
They are in the markets, selling flours
They are running business for longer hours
They are spreading,
They are teeming,
They are rising.
I saw the threat.
It had spread
It now needs bloodshed
It was sitting in front of me.
Apr 28, 2022
Apr 28, 2022 at 10:34 PM UTC
What I meant to say
carefully, in my letter,
I have omitted.
Dec 18, 2021
Dec 18, 2021 at 3:32 AM UTC
Maybe because of my big heart
which is nevertheless afraid
of everything that could go wrong
and often does not offer room
for what I need, not make space
for what I wish for
Or to bridge the distance
from my high legs and long neck
to you, and not to look down on you
with armed love
to get an unmet need
half-heartedly soothed
Maybe I just imagine
what you do and say to me
maybe we want the same things
maybe, under the surface, you too
are a giraffe, maybe we can
just be giraffes
Sep 17, 2019
Sep 17, 2019 at 3:39 AM UTC
Let's **** Gandhi
Let's **** Gandhi
Again and Again
Multiple Times
Gandhi Must be killed
He deserves to be killed
Because he killed no one
Neither human nor animal
Collect all your weapons
Load missiles and guns
Get some good Gun powder
Quintals and tonnes of it
Make sure to **** this time
Be sure, you mustn't fail again
But can you really **** Gandhi
No you can't, I bet you can't
You already tried and retried
But Gandhi remained alive
Gandhi Never died
He will never ever die
Gandhi is not a person
Gandhi is thought
Gandhi is Philosophy
Gandhi is Lifestyle
Gandhi is Liberation
Gandhi is Struggle
Gandhi is Courage
Gandhi is Peace
Gandhi is Gentle
Gandhi is Strong
Gandhi is Treasure
Gandhi is Heritage
Gandhi is immortal
You fools are mortal
May 18, 2019
May 18, 2019 at 2:05 AM UTC
Pretty little mushrooms
Growing in the sky
8 feet, 50 feet, 100 feet high
Blasts of radiation
Blows us all away
When it turns to midnight
In the middle of the day
Apr 15, 2018
Apr 15, 2018 at 5:51 PM UTC
Embedded in ancient myths, each moment
of life one lives is out and out mysterious .
In the firmament at night, every star
that is winking at you is a memory
refracted to interstellar depths by
laden layers of light years.
Swimming in this lake of kaleidoscopic dreams
I encounter fish with every countenance,
imaginable; wishes all, from lives past, far and near,
some even aberrations from future
Sometimes during such
underwater explorations,
I see myself flying above
numerous planets,
dressed in transparent
dark nights or moonbeams
spun from wishful dreams.
In one of those trips
to the present,defying laws,
I see you, sitting there
frozen in time,
like a work chiseled in alabaster
all smiles,among your deer friends
all lovely does!
In a flash, magic carpet of time flies back
I remember you, our encounter unforgettable!
The wily tiger, in the guise of a lover, you
were getting closer to the deer, pure at heart
so naive to the guiles of the forest.
As you were about to spring at her
Your eyes, met her steady tranquil gaze,
that spoke of love and compassion, infinite.
Remember,you froze, as if by a spell,
struck by the force of nonviolence.
You are still there, even after avalanches
of million dense memories,
a tiger, all killer instincts frozen,
still trusted among the deer, your dear ones.
Now I can see your eyes zooming around
for the mystery to be revealed;
meeting that ancient deer again, for final resolution.
Sep 17, 2017
Sep 17, 2017 at 1:34 PM UTC
The world would have been wonderful
if wars were peaceful
&
hate was lovely
There would be no one hurt
No dread , no threat
no violence
Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 3:35 PM UTC
Did any flower bloom, in your garden today, check out now
Love alone is the flower with fragrance, don't water the rest.
An year reigned is dead, the overcast sky clearly proclaims
A dark shroud covers the sky, hiding the good cheer we need.
Alone, I climb up the winding road to the hilltop, to view
The sunset, it reminds the past year of painful events
The skyline looks blood smeared, from a corner fire erupts
Making hate the recurring motif, what's happening to the world?
Technologies to share information is no good, if we aren't sane.
If we use that to sow evil seeds of hatred, poison spreads.
Life turns a mess, all the wealth has no meaning without peace.
Are we not ashamed to be vengeful like barbarians, **** each other?
Didn't Gandhi prove, nonviolence is the weapon against brute force?
Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 11:04 AM UTC
The future of warfare
Technology is different but the mentality is the same
Human beings will continue to be slain
But people will do anything to claim
That we need them
Because profit is the benefit of fear
We’re told to fear those “terrorists”
When truthfully that word doesn’t mean ****
They’re different from us, sure
But that doesn’t give us the ******* right to
Claim that every single one of them is a murderer
Aiming these weapons at them just makes us what we’re trying to claim
They are
Politicians will tell you it’s just protecting our “security”
When all it does in reality is make us less safe
They see us the way we see them
This is a big problem and this is why war exists
Assumptions, stereotypes, and ********
Made to sound pretty and patriotic by militaristic dipshits
Isn’t it time we learn that the line between enemy and fellow citizen
Is one that doesn’t really exist
The only difference between them and US
Is location and the names on a map
Their culture or religion doesn’t make a difference
None of it gives us a right to point a drone at them and go “zap”
Let’s start a conversation
Before we have another useless war
They’re just as human as we are
Jun 25, 2014
Jun 25, 2014 at 3:52 AM UTC