Lacking… Random poem

Why there is lacking, the word called – the inner peace;

Why there’s not present, the people called – the true ones;

Why we aren’t getting, the feel called – the trusted self;

You might have your own reasons, i have mine’s , which are – there are not real the edge of yolo, skipping own values without fomo, fear, uncertainty and doubt, won’t let you find out, the ‘Questions ‘…. which are unanswered with a why?….. “Uncensored “.

Intermixing of the chaostic universe

Don’t you think dark sky , full moon and tiny brigt stars is the deadly combination on the beautiful canvass of the chaostic universe. These sights are most of the time become the inspiration for the poets .. sometimes the inspiration of lovers to hv cozy lines for their loved once but when i gaze at them always makes me feel –

That , peace must been born somewhere between the sky and the stars.

And, the universe became more interesting cauze of the constant intermixing of these things.

This sight inspires me to… imagine with all my mind, believe with all my heart , and; achieve with all my might.

Always …..