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Endless Cosmos, Space and Our Universe

Forlorn twinkling dots 
Adorned the black night sky
And three stars in one row 
Shone eccentrically, apart from the rest 
And right below the trio
A rather lonely duo.
And a bit above the three,
Orion's action-figure pose indeed,
As the one constellation flickered,
Together, utterly,
As half of the others 
Remained submerged in an array of clouds.
And that one star in Orion 
That shone along with, yet alone,
Betelgeuse, as bright as a planet,
Does it still breathe, or are the assumptions true?
Is it a supernova, betelgeuse?
Will we find out, if it still remains?
My, so many thoughts,
And queries
Race up to my mind.
How many more things out there, 
Waiting to be discovered?
Will we discover all of them,
Before our timeline to extinction?
Does time have a beginning, or an end?
Is our universe just one of many?
So we actually exist, or are we just holograms?
And as I stare at the mysterious sky, 
All I can do is wonder,
How?
How did this all come into existence?
How will it all perish billions of years later?
And how,
How will we fathom and solve 
This one big mystery?
THE one big mystery, 
An enigma, a riddle, a puzzle with no fitting 
Pieces,
The mystery that makes us up,
The mystery 
Of the universe 
Of our world
Of everything. 


Comments

  1. AnonymousJanuary 26, 2025 at 6:00 PM

    Yes, it is mystery of the universe. But after some more years you can understand it. Raising a question is easy. But to solve a mystery require lot of patience.please wait. You have to wait for an answer.

    Babu Thatha

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  2. AnonymousJanuary 26, 2025 at 10:05 PM

    Super

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  3. AnonymousJanuary 26, 2025 at 10:07 PM

    You always surprise me Shiyandhaa through your thoughts and words with beautiful poem.God creates human only few can express their experience and feelings through poems.yes surprise me like this shining stars in the sky now we see May God bless you
    From Pushpa patti

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  4. AnonymousJanuary 27, 2025 at 6:11 AM

    Dear Shriyandhaa,
    Its wonderful to see that you are thinking about the mysteries of the Universe and asking the right questions. The human race has evolved to a place where we are now only because questions were asked and people started venturing out to get answers for it. Mankind is still learning more and more about the mysteries of the Universe, depths of Oceans, and even about human anatomy. We are still finding new answers every day for many things around us. So continue your search and exploration. You’ll find more and more very interesting facts when you do so.
    As always, you have written your thoughts in the form of a beautiful poem. 👏👏
    May God Bless you!
    -Babu (Mama) Thatha

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