Somethings,
Remain incomplete.
Some don't
Have answers.
For some, answers
Can't be found.
Some are answered
By wrong person.
Some right-answers,
Come in a wrong time.
Some just remain
With a question mark.
Most of the time,
They're meant to be
Incomplete maybe.
And they're beautiful
Incomplete. The,
Stunning mysteries,
They behold us.