Ignorance Poem by Krunal Pandya

A black zone with nobody to dwell
Something sleeping, not quite well
The bright sun of knowledge never rises there
A shying support of lies always lurk somewhere

It exists in the realms of non-existence
Claiming its presence through its vengeance
Neither a sin nor a vicious threat
It is a part of us that keeps us unaware

A false brocade over soul’s truthful form
It riddles the knowledge by puzzles of its own
A God’s appointee to preserve the myriad
Mysteries of the universe so secretly mould!