SPACE
1 min readAug 11, 2019
Exotic pink oceans
flowing in inner most oblivion
aliens, with adept skills
float one by one around the stratosphere.
they have seen earth
they can see the blue, the green, the girth
the tumultuous weird two-legged vertebrae’s
boasting sense of self-assurance, walking away.
along the milky way, they stand
laughing at things they can’t comprehend
this despicable specie, calling itself “human”
wrongly naming concepts with its little hands.
they seem to hold the answers
to the vital questions, our never ending quest
saying that we wont go beyond this perpetual duress
if our lofty desires don’t take a celestial rest.
