In those fearless eyes

I spotted a pang of dread,

Closing the streak of tries

You finally bent the lead. 

 

Taking your bagful of stories

To the place where gravity ends,

You must be sharing memories 

With your long-lost friends.

 

Uncountable vivid memories 

Will forever be treasured,

In the loss of all and any hope,

Your words will be measured. 

 

All the light-less, dead stars

Must've gathered their light,

Now that they have you 

In their beauty confine. 

 

All your exhilarating stories 

Must've made them smile

The nearness of you in them

Seems lesser than a mile. 

 

The palpable celestial beings 

Tell me that you're doing fine,

Now that they have you 

In their beauty confine.