Body perishes, ego perishes , perishes the splatter of ink.
Nebulas born, voids vanishing , in the eternal loop of dimension less time the eternity sinks.
The words engraved on the imperishable rocks of paper remains in the ashes of a soul
Even when the sky drapes dark shades from the opals and tints of pink.
Words are perpetual, phantom pearls
They can't be burnt down by the firey helium balls.
You left leaving behind the oscillating swing of poetries,
The territories borderline with the barricades of words can't be trespassed or invaded by the forces of galaxies.
We will remember you everyday in our memories , Through your words .