The supremacy of hope

Looking back at the sky and the shinning stars, oh the moon is so lonely, and the stars they are in peace, holding so many unsaid queries. Sky is in fear of loosing its innermost part, yes the stars, and the symbol of beauty the spinal cord, "moon" yet holding the black spot adding more beauty to it.

There’s too much betrayal, deceit, moral dilemmas, and heatedness in the immune system of our society which often throw people in state of uncertainty and intellectual sickness, and then the sense of life for some of us is nothing but the ocean of misery, a tree of life and it’s falling leafs (emotions) which keep falling in spirit allowing nobody to sit under its shade, instead allowing everyone to crush them beneath their foots

When encountering betrayal and deceit, ever envision that how tricky it’s for people to gain trust on someone again? Sometimes they try to divorce their life, nevertheless they realize it wasn’t worth it, since they found that love does not come from them but it is the love which resides within them and from that point they learn to extract those happiness which lives inside them, which rejuvenates them, maybe they are breathing, maybe they are amazed when gazing at the blanket of stars at the sky, maybe they feel blessed exposing themselves to bloodshed, or maybe when they find somebody starts caring for them? Soon they start appreciating micro things in life

And that’s what they call life goes on, it should be, and it must be.  At times we don’t see bliss around us, at times there is no hope for delight, there are no odds for us to fetch someone else in our life, but that’s how life truly is, is finding happiness from within.