Stable Void Poem by Srishti chaplot

What is the truth?
What is the myth?
Reality seems surreal,
Dreams seem real,
Truth seems like lies,
Living seems to die,
Ecstasy seems like gloom,
Success seems like doom,
Light seems like darkness,
Beauty seems like ugliness,
Good seems like evil,
God seems like devil,
Right seems like wrong,
Roses seems like thorns,
Intelligible things seem cryptic,
Nonspiritual seems mystic,
Genius seems like a fool,
Hot seems like cool,
Kindness seems like cruelty,
Love seems like hatred,
The opposites blended together,
Like positive and negative exist together,
To make things neutral,
To make things stable,
To make things void,
Where everything passes into nothingness,
Thus created is a stable void of true bliss...