Poem: 'A Lucent Photon'

In the world full
of perfect humans,
he is an imperfect stubborn mess;
he questions the definitions of the world, challenges the stereotypes
He is a chaos,
full of life,
intertwined with insanity

He is the kite that ascends even in torrential downpours,
and a flower that blooms in adversities

Grappling with all the newness, he dwells in words with his exceptional ardor
He denies to shine in the worldly lights
For he is a gleam himself, a lucent photon, flickering his way through the darkness amidst a
universe of waning stars