You seek peace ne’er,
as the discord itself in randomness,
Alas, ain’t beauty
herein; alike in the mirrors of spyglass;
Amidst dark
matter dancing, shredding the colors,
And of mating black holes, inebriated galaxies, afar!
The chaos breathed life, indeed, since beginning,
Whoever says peace
brought us up since then, is lying!
BUT could such
chaos be as alluring, an ideal match,
Of captured in sprawling mirrors the beauty that define.
A war since a big-bang, violence in space,
Yet, equilibrium it
preserved in unilateral;
Nonetheless, embedded diversities
amidst,
In wars too; still,
ne’er ready for collateral.
Stuck in between
the lustrous nirvana & the abyss,
Struck with dissonance,
No Sense that ever made!
At least, entropy
strengthened time & space; unlike,
Supercilious
inhabitants, no more than trees sans shade!
😊
© Pranav Chaturvedi 2022