Beauty of darkness


Things are not beautiful only when possessed

Light is valued when you are in darkness, indulged

Lavish living is mastered but by indeed every

Trails are meant for those who can traverse in gloomy

Even flawlessness loses its temperament

When darkness is perceivably to you, inherent

Coz eyes can’t look beyond what light shows

Darkness implores the independence one holds

Gives hope in aimless wandering

Tests your ability to path finding

Triggering your soul to lit itself as guidance

Making obscurity mother of new renaissance

The metrics of life disappear , shifting your target

From the results to hope-y sincere attempts