Full Of Extraordinaries Poem by TADASHA TRIPATHY

In the dark sky
From the floating clouds
The emerging moon is clearly visible
But where are the stars?
The lonely moon is not saturated with
Eternal beauty.

The clouds that looks dark
Is the real cause of
Heavenly beauty of sky
Not only beauty
But also the real treasure
Which gives life
Which destroys life.

Really! the things that looks dark
Full with extraordinaries
That may be visible
That mayn't be visible
To the surrounding
Or mayn't possible also.