Hover in the space among the crowds of stars
The intense silence is a pleasure
As its better
Than the silent roars
Of the demons, disguised with blood and flesh.
The coldness, the chill of death
A beautiful sensation of the vast magical place
It must embrace, before the frost bites
of those dirty teeth, and the cold licks
Of those shameless tongues break the peace.
Its where the time stops,
So get stuck in the black holes
No one’s here for love
No one’s for hate.
Get rid of the chaotic mind
And get drown into eternal sleep
Make it more peaceful
Cover the soul with the blanket
Made of stardust
Which is indeed more beautiful
Than millions of wreath
Your earthly grave would ever have.
A person known to me once said that I’m the “Queen of Imagination”. I don’t know why she mentioned this, but as she did, I tried to take it up at a level. Take this as a poem, or a random writing, whatever you want. But I want you all to feel yourself existing in the space, not in a space craft, but just like you’re floating. Let me know if this can bring imaginations on your mind too. Also let me know if you like my imaginations. Just let me know whatever you think about it:)
Sprinkle glitters on yourself and others, everyday!