Sky

What does the sky behold?

Maybe a story untold.

It's blue and has got pink hues

It mesmerises everyone who views

In the surrounding area, color darkens

And the blurriness just widens

We tend to love the inner brightness

But can't ignore the darkness

Maybe because the sky represents you

Calls out your inner fears too

We all are endless like it

In no perspective can we completely fit

We all try to show our brighter side

Unlightened things are what we hide

We forget that they make the former shine

Or we would have been a fine line

It's necessary we accept both equally

For real and not just venally

We are we, because of both things

And not just the one which blings.