In this aphotic sky,speckles of the stars is an evidence
To the fact that the creator has chosen shimmers to spruce up even the vague.

There's a nebulous self within each of us.
A smog that covers the entire  allurement beneath it.
Still shrouding us are the glitters
Similar to those which have enveloped the sooty sky.
Giving us the confirmation of the fact that the creator has filled otherwise deceptive mind with hope.

Nevertheless, we know,
the light can't endure without the dark.
You can't acquire the knowledge of excellent rapidity unless you are slow and
With the beginning of day
Another night is inevitable.

Nothing in this universe is entirely covered with the darkness of yin because a blemish of gleaming yang will form a spot on it.
Nothing in this cosmos is wrapped wholly with the lambent light of yang because a blot of dark yin always be a relic for it.

How these contrary forces may give rise to each other as they interrelate to one another.
Like a yin and yang.
They may keep scuffling, but will stay together.

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Okay,this was the first time I tried writing an abstract poetry, hope you all liked it :D