the omnipresence of power
proceeding way over the line of any perceivable hour
it reeks of hate
traveling through space without sparking debate
proper-shaped pieces of it
clings onto minerals bit by bit
crystallized glass fragments
just a fraction of this creation's contents
shimmering diamonds complete its atmosphere
the ground made out of its deepest fear
bearing no gravity
it creates a sense of depth depravity
all alone, depression and lunacy unite
this gas giant feeds into the night
squeezed in by an incredible force
something that disregards physics with no remorse
it goes from being almost non-existent
to becoming an exoplanet strongly persistent
even now, its presence is unknown
just like its location, sitting in a limitless zone
its spirit resides
in anyone that hides
between its infinite stripes
''This celestial body exists in all of us. It only becomes visible to those who wish to seek horrors beyond imagination.''
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem