A lie isn’t, as what’s excavated were read,
Scriptures interpreted, on ‘as is’
basis, said;
Borrowed sorrows &
distinguished shades,
What graded as light, what’s in dark grade.
If, what isn’t perceptible in
present; once shined?
Or in present too in itself is
present, but behind?
A similar species may not be or
be selfsame!
Excavated not many as in abundance
not even named!
An iota of knowledge of this vast
reality we have,
Unconvinced still, real real or
in simulated dwelled;
Invaluable restricted, so as being
splendid,
What borrowed were narrowed all
sorrows in spells.
A Light needs a source but Dark ‘ever’
ain’t alone,
Sans Dark existed no historical acts
nor mates;
What’s indistinguishable, then
how can we own?
Who let’s illumined, such
illuminated of co-existed traits?