I am a puddle in which you can drown.
I am a solution that ends with a question mark.
I am a nerd who remains on TV and mobiles. I am a distorted library and at times an organised chaos.
I am not any puzzle's missing piece but I am the board it lies on.
I am not the one with eyes like that of serene valleys,for I have the fury fire balls.
Listen all I am more than what you see.
I am that dew drop which got vanished as you came , dear morning.
I am the cuteness in stuttering ,
I am the 'yes' peeping out while you cluck,
I am the key with its lock lost,
I am the passport which you have searched everywhere , but I am there in your pocket.
I am an eternal and ethereal beauty....beauty not of appearance but of life.
For life doesn't adorn me,I emblazon it.
I am there in the dust ,
in the green algae,
in the microscopic amoeba,
in the beauty of constellations,
in the calculations of trigonometry,
in the laws of physics,
in the equations of chemistry,
in the functioning of bio
and in the liveliness of life.
I am a never ending end,
a changing pole star,
a dark morning,
a ray of despair,
a stone of hope
a healing pain
And an unaligned verse....
©tiawritz