Spoon of light

Moon is
a spoon of light
Stars are
boon for night
What makes black so black?
Is it a color?
Or
It is black because it lacks
the colors
We don’t have time
to think
But when I try to
ink it down
There is
no end to words
Like
there are endless worlds
Deep down the sea
As dark as it can be
Then they ask me to worry
In the dust
They wanna burry
Me?
Definition of fearless
I am
I just appear less
I am
Just surprised
From the time
I was born
I am shocked
About this Universe
About myself
As
I am
One if its forms

Poem by  –Jaskaran Singh

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