Creation

Why should there be a meaning to life?

If every belief

Ends at the thought of a beginning

Faith evolves though life remains

As stagnant as a soul of inadequacy

Living for a belief pays

With a homage for the creators

A long lived graveyard seems mine

As feelings remain buried for a cause of inception

The illusion of existence

Hinders the smoothness of being ordinary

Though action takes a backstage

Audacity remains in a fancy state of indifference

The quest of an explorer

For the genesis of a dream

Life demands a voyage

Barring all the insecurities...!!!