Let’s follow the starry shadows,
to remote galaxies,
learning alternate realities,
spread across galactic meadows,
opening new windows.
Beads of beautiful planets,
swirling in the space,
flowing effortlessly with grace,
a black and white palette,
covered in astral blankets.
This poem is based on a dream I had a couple of days back, where I saw the beautiful celestial space with magnanimous planets and galaxies. It was a mesmerising sight!.
Quintilla : Rhyme Scheme a. a. b. b. a. or.. a. b. b. a.a. 8 syll’bs per line.