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Albert EinsteinExpanded our view beyond the skylineReluctant superstar and intellectual forceRelatively speaking, of course! . . © 2019 by Mark T. All rights reserved. . .
The feminine energy, The mystical remedy To all the world's problems, the Euphorian recipe.
Eyes like the deepest ocean, with colors you can't deny, in blue, green, turquoise, brown, orange, gray, black and white... When you're looking at them It's like you're looking
My aspirations were like grand constellations Plucking one dream after the next Then came the Big Bang of adolescence With every burning goal Came a larger person To put it out
See bright shining stars. Sentillating in night sky. Heavenly scene divine!
He had the weight of the world on his shoulders, but the universe on his mind.
Thank you. Dear Love, I thank you. Without you, I would not be where I am today. Without you, none of us would have found our place. You are the Master of the Universe,
The stars spell your name in a thousand love letters, as we're hand in hand whispering secrets in the dark. You bring sunshine on a rainy day with your laughter, drying my tears with a kiss.
Daises and roses hang above your head, Your fro' expanding into effotless curls. Your voice. My favorite sound. The sun bringing out your golden feautres. Pretty brown eyes, I'm lost in.
I am half universe, half me.The power of stars, whole galaxies absorbs at me.The sun lives in me, through me, surrounding me.I am the universe & the universe is me.No boundaries, just love.
You were like the wave, crashing into me. You were my balance. The raft that kept me afloat. A source of happiness and a piece of peace. We'd sail on our own a lot of the time.
To most people, a mentor, is a person Mother, father, brother, sister family or friend Rarely are they anything else My mentor neither lives nor breathes; She does not speak or sigh,
I see light, a structure of cards and the rolling dice The face of the dice is only exposed once the structure falls and by luminous observation I see the face and count
Let Magic lose the Tyranny of the Reason Let Beauty be the Moon amid a hopeful orison Let Knowing overturn Doubtful agony
I’m everywhere.I’m all around.I’m not in one place. I don’t have a body.I am more than a body. I don’t take up any space.I don’t have any insides.I don’t have any outside.
I need my fucking space. I take my place in fucking Space Spacebound Spacewalking Spaced-out
Humanity knows nothing, and everything is a question, from the insignificant to the minutely less insignificant, like why did I have a bad day, and why does the universe exist.
We Fenced off his reign, crystalline yet amorphous. The adolescence of today have brought me something to say.
Not of this world From her heart she roars through space She wept oceans from her blues Her pied piper was a starman
The Trials we take that keep us well and sane Fall through when Death plays his crystal pale hands. The Trials become less and less like a game As Death creates a whirlwind of bone sand.
Midnight When galaxies hang above me Like a mobile over a child's bed For me to stare While dark matter dives past Pirouetting planets Meteors shatter, showering the sky
I. The universe existed for more than billions of years. Planets came and left. Stars burst and lived.
Atlas fades on stormy days A tortured burden he must bear But now the birds of song are gone Descending the depths of despair
She has a heart for you. Her heart is as deep and wide as the ocean, though her mind is greater. Her mind is an infinite expanse like the universe and that’s what you fell in love with.
One day When I rise above my yearns. The pains that I've seen incoming Will be like yet another take on life.
White sheets lay an adventure through my brainCross minded, open sighted lines puncturing while my existence is indicatedWe are the center of our own worldown universeown fight.
My body drifts along tranquil black waters I can stretch my fingertips out and imagine trailing them in the onyx pool beneath me Maybe I'll feel it stir under my hand give way cradle me
Dear, the Universe I wish you good travels on your journey Reaching outwards towards the edges the desolate pits of nonexistence Tumbling over like caressing weeds
Our love Exists between Every star In the universe
I look in the mirror and I see the entire universe. Staring straight into my own eyes, I swear my heart could burst. No one ever tells you how to love yourself.
How many universes are there? Few? Several? Many? What is the exact number? Nobody knows, but one is the safe answer. The cosmos is a large and mysterious place, Filled with untold and undiscovered elements,
And I think it’s funny Looking up at the sky In the darkest of nights Like those days I looked in your eyes I can see everything I see all this world We are just a speck
I wonder how The fates decide About who lives And about who dies I question the brick I’m walking on Should it be dirt? Or should it be stone? I look at the world With unkindly eyes
The universe spinsEyes swirl around a cup of teaThe spoon is patient
in a harsh dark world, stained red where screams of terror are on repeat in your head maybe all is lost to hatred and fear but please wait one minute my dear the stillness inside everything
Hello, my love We haven’t spoken much lately. You say it’s the distance. I don’t believe that. Distance is just the time that it takes to make a mistake.
With the rays of the sun I'll make her crown With the fabric of space I'll make her gown With the rings of Saturn I'll make her throne With the universe for her stage may her reign last forever Long live the queen.
With the rays of the sun I'll make her crown With the fabric of space I'll make her gown With the rings of Saturn I'll make her throne With the universe for her stage may her reign last forever Long live the queen.
I am strawgrass on the backside of black sweaters, Snow caught beneath the wrists of gloves. I am the lathered pink of dew-eyed daybreak, The burn of asphalt on feet and chlorine in eyes and stagnation in growing things.
This is for you, This is for the universe To remember To remember what it's like to listen to the crazed baseball games over the radio.
Bright light, lovely pale flesh, reflecting blue as the moonlight catches movement, as fingertips dance across flesh, hot and humid breath catching at the back of your throat,
she has a universe engraved on her wrist and stars in her eyes with her dreams plastered across her figure she is an infinite expanse a world unexplored
I wonder if somewhere There's a respository of dreams Maybe I could go there And find some of them again Spiraling twists of hope The nonexistent roof of imagination
In the dead of night I looked upon the sky. The stars shone so bright, a light I could not deny. My thoughts drifted and a realization was born. My spirit was lifted,
I know I can’t compete with the stars. What there is to see in the stars is endless. I see the constellations and am reminded of a structure I can’t maintain.
Energy Substance Vibration Frequency Chakras All bond together to create a hue A man A woman of color That radiates the essence of black Which absorbs all colors and energies My third secretes melanin and regulates my bodies harmony I an a univers
If you cut a tree; you cut your own mother – Poems on Environment , Wildlife , Mother Nature , Global Warming
Copyright © by Nikhil Parekh
A soft sky above me floats Wisps of cotton patterns blue Up high the breeze cuts thin Sounding out its sharpest notes Tall in trees, I hear them sing Raining feathers as the flew
Our world: consequence, disease, reward, and inconvenience. Smiles and laughs that entail crying-- And without even trying-- we acknowledge those who are dying. Respect for the lost is given without proximity,
When I was younger I used to be burdened by panic attacks as you would figure, anxiety was the one to blame. It seemed the only time I was sane, was when I could feel the universe call my name.
What's between my legs offends you I can see it in your fear the way you shut us out just proves you can't face the truth within. We have the Universe inside us you see it bleeding out
Fresh oranges and a sunset to match The gap between his teeth, only visible when he laughs and freckles the that speckle the tip of his nose. We call them sun kisses.
High five high mind Do I write? or do I type? Higher than the sky my wings will burn I will d i s p e r s e like ashes into the
Here we go. Do you really want to know? I'm scared. I'm lost . My mind cant take your stare. I think I need to be alone so i can feel it on my own. My presence is always there.
In The World And In The Universe Operate Physical Brute Force Arts Heart And Nerves Of All Of Biology And All Living Things In The World Oppose The Brute Force
ICARUS - a stiffened dream of humanity in his desire - to fly Space ships and airplanes is not full of human feeling that this dream has come true Our mind want to traveling around the stars and distant worlds
I am still just a shadow.I am still just star dust.I am still part of a Universe I never quite knewbut I'm homesick for. I bleed only to pull the stars out by their edges.
Sometimes when i look in your eye's I see the solar system other times when i look in your eye's it's like your soul is missing like night and day
As my unattainable love sat handsome in my head, I dreamt of the could haves, and poetry, I read. The classics inspired me -- like Browning and Donne, Eliot and Plath and Shakespeare and Young.
did you know that an atom is a galaxy? the nucleus, dense with balancing neutrons and humming with protons, is an infinitesimal star. and swelling around it, like nebula gasses
Have you ever looked into the stars? You see infinity, but you feel the mystery, You soon discover a chapter that was never meant to be seen, The chapter that holds the mystery and spoils the ending,
Is it okay to be yourself in a world where each person is a reflection of someone else? Individuality is not an original equation from a single person, but an
In your colorful irises, The universe resides… This gigantic beauty that encapsulates our existence That that gives us feelings of timidness and distance, Is veiling its beauty with mystery
Out of a trance. Transported, into another time frame, another second of grace beyond our space of a lifetime. Rebuked and without a trace, vanished, into an unknown place.
only my walls see my tears and only my walls know my fears i keep it all inside except once... when someone pried i opened up and tried but they hurt me so... i nearly died
I sink like a brick at the first sign of trouble, whether or not I’d like to admit it, I tried to get out this, but couldn’t quite fit the thing into
The sun is a favorite star, until it sets. then there is only you. shining in a brilliant darkness, you and I in an ocean of messy stars. i am so small in this place-
Her, the person my heart longs for, day and night as the stars swing by. Why? Because I love how her skin shines under the sun the same exact way it shines in a dark room,
My romance is of sun and sea and all the sky between, The points of aether moving back time twice forgot reseen.
I am a cup of coffee in the morning with a milky way swirl galaxies colliding together in the stillness of the morning the Earth holds its breath my atoms awaken the stardust in my skin vibrates
Matter doesn't matter, it's chemicals that scatter. It's your food, it's air, it's water. It's human and nature. It's infinite space around us. It flows like rivers and falls like snow.
When I look at her, I wanna tell her that her eyes remind me of home and her touch sends me to heaven and I never even knew what heaven was till I met her.
The stars are filled with the light of the world; Each memory, Each daydream, Every encapsulation of the universe. Illuminating the darkness all around, Encompassing the beauty of a treacherous sea of being.
In the days of our childhood,
See, Hydrogen atoms started at the beginning of everything, At the base of the Big Bang,
The Earth, The Planets, The Universe. awesome Stars. Galaxies. The fact it all exists beyond my bedroom window. awesome I look into The night sky and think, "awesome"
Laying on my bed of deep green,
To be is awesome. To even truly exist is fantastic what a feat of probablistic chance. And a dice roll universe struck Yahtzee with none other than yours truly. What absolute insanity
She would love to know the time of night that the life in her heart walked away
Space is indeed a beautiful placeFilled with solitary, yet its charmingAll alone, there are countless objects;Beyond them lie even more countless objectsApart from that, there are huge colours in space
Knock Knock Who's There? Not me Was it you? Knock Knock There it is again. Is it something more? A being greater than you and me? A god? Or a deity?
The galaxies aligned in harmon
In my universe, My whole life is a curse, A curse I must live. In my universe, My mind is very fragile, My chin must face up. In my universe, All I ever feel is pain. And I have grown numb.
I wasn't the only one playing dress-up I ventured into my mother's closet And entered a new world
You are the Most High You take and you give.
Sometimes When night clutches the sky I look up at the Heavens And gaze at those stars A feeling always seizes my being As thoughts whirl around my mind Because I cannot help but wonder
When he wraps his arms around me, I am in a sleeping bag on a mountain, Peaceful and shielded from the breeze. When he tells me that he loves me, I am listening to soft, beautiful music
A far off dream , is like a scattered memory...
The winds that awakened the stars are blowing through my blood; The universe resides within,
Nerd. The word resounds around my head like a hammer on a bell. Smartass The word clatters like a grain of rice in a rain stick. Geek The word rolls off my tongue like a new morning kiss.
You can see it. A grey mass with the weight of Universes. Skyward, we travel to lands beyond comprehension. Skyward, we travel back home. Skyward, we travel to the land
His face was like looking at time itself Everything moving froze in his wake A chilling daze spread throughout his cheek As if one had now crossed over his own cemetery His nose was curved up into a vicious beak
Ive started seeing the universe in everything. And that is why when i am in nature i am full of joy. because i know that everyone has a bit of blue sky in them and even when the dawn approaches,
Fisad now broken, Not a lie to others, but to self. WhoWhatWhy Am I?
The draw of his affection pulled as if the center of his soul Was a binary star to her impeding gravity. The point at which his universe collided into hers Became an instance of impenetrable serenity.
I am cosmic dust. I am a raging storm of gentle emotion. My spirit is a wind that blows unobstructively. I'm stronger than the words thrown into the voltage of my mind. My heart still beats. I am alive.
A trip to the other You... Imagine right now, this instant The other You, is dreaming In a whole other world
I refuse to believe that nobody's perfect. I am perfect. With my curvy hips and Fiery soul. I may not be Beyonce, But I am Flawless. You might not look at me and see alot,
It's the things you can't see at a distance that make someone special. You can't find it in the dimples on their cheeks or on the bridge of their nose. It's in their soul.
The twinkling night sky: Interlaced with beams of light, Depicts the cosmic cha-cha Of age-old heroes.
Blue vs. RedFightFightFightBlue vs. RedWhat’s wrong?What’s right?Blue vs. RedThe dark verses the lightBlue vs. RedWhich side is which?Blue vs. RedThe Kiss of Death?
Take me i
Gravity can pull me down all he wants, but that will not stop me from reaching the sky. The stars are mine to own, and the universe is my playground. Earth is a test,
You shut off the gravity beneath my skin so that the blood and bones and organs inside of me a
You missed the day in biology when your teacher went over the composition of the human body. Maybe if you knew you were 93% stardust you wouldn't have sparked your supernova,
Sometimes the stars align just right To make a single point of brillaince so intense it leaves a spot in your vision
The pitfalls of man, though shallow, stay d
When I die, Wrap me up, Tightly, In the cloak of your arms. Burn my body, With the passion, From my soul. Spread my ashes,
We are all taught to believe our choices are our own,
Oh, how I'd like to know infinity. To hold that vastness in my head Even for a moment. To know beneath my hair there lies The universe, that spots my skies With light.
What are we? what are we but a mere two specks on a world of seven billion? what is our world but an average-sized sphere amongst a limit of spheres to which we know no bound?
Life is on a spiral, but where will you go? On the endless loop of the universe, will you take control? Or will you let other's chose for you? what to eat, what to drink, what to think?
I could see the universe in your eyes, leaping through my body, dripping from my bones. Your breath took mine away. As we got lost together in our infinite lust,
Every night the sun fades away going to shin light on other, but then the night comes. The Universe shows you how beautiful it is with bright stars and glittering galaxy .
it is 4a.m. i peer down at christmas lights strung across dusty anthills. 6 stories and 1 roof high, my metaphorical hand grasps the closest metaphorical hand; knees are pressed up against backs for warmth.
My mind is a portal to worlds of possibilities of success. There I sit in my imaginary kingdom of ease and finesse While I caress my thoughts of future glory and a new kind of persona- A man that will generate much fame and renown.
This isn’t some side job that you can pick up whenever you have extra seconds on your wristwatch. The nebulas of your eyes are always looking, observing each individual
There are too many things that make up a person. We want to compact them all Into one item “Do you like this?
look up to the sky not bird or a plane just the big blue sky and its nearing night some say the world is hidden without light but, you see, not just the stars come out at night
You walk lightly upon the earth Made up of stardust and love. Running through time in an unresting pace. Awakening like the sun
What happens when one Takes the "I" out of "Universe"? Out of the galaxies, quasars and the sun Would you go from what's now the "Unverse." No one would be able to see this new world,
please beware the end is near when it gets here i expect you to care if you do then head my advice if you dont youve been warned for when we reach the end the rope
All I have ever wanted was the Stars Painted across my flesh and bone Orion's Belt tight around my waist My heart filled to the brim with light of the Moon My eyes wicked like the wrath of Mars
A smile bright
Everything is filled to the brimwith love undying, all inclusivethere in wooden brocades and
Sometimes I wonder though my brain is so small why the universe even exists at all. We think of our planet as a considerable size but have you seen the universe?
Eternally An origianl poem by Catelin Haight When I read your palms I can see
If I could write away sorrow Let ink leach from the pen I hold Onto paper and create a landscape Where there was a barren wasteland And that landscape was an oasis And no one could fight in there
Time is a river that flows in one way. When it began; how challenging to say! One may assume that the Big Bang was when Time-space began; but what of before then? Ponder the question of what is south of
If the universe in its entirety is composed of all possibilities existing at once Then who is to say
The walls just keep crumbling... Into the sea in which I keep fumbling As I looked upon the water something I wasn't able to see A reflection of my world and the reflection of me
You think the world revolves around you, as most college professors do. Really? Hell, I have a lot more things on my mind than your class. Tutoring. Eating. Working. Surviving.
No matter how much I express myself and people sympathize to understand, there's still that part of me that's never really known. All alone. It craves to have light shed upon it,
We line up like marching ants We listen to the Queen Bee. Tell me what to do Tell me what to be I sweat I smell I stress The #2 pencil shakes in my hand
Programmed for self-destructionSet to live backwardsFound in God's very first chapterMy heart has been capturedby the morning starbut my brain can't seem to formulate the art
I called to the Universe to bring him back.He is the one.He never returned.And I met a guy.And I realized.The Universe didn't bring him back.Because he was not the one. (December 14, 2011)
A million light years away from anything Molecules swirl in a vacuum Colliding and spinning Aimless But something happens The particles gather Condense into a ball And begin to shine
As we discover how complex our Universe is we should remember how simple it once was
Love letters to no one: the weed
when we laugh we cryinto a comic masterpiece.in slow motion we controlwhat molds peaceinto a letter. what touch soon growsattached to the soulelectricity
A bright streak across the night sky sealed our fate from the beginning. Controlled by another force, my hands run through his almost black hair. Tresses break around my fingers in waves.
The aesthetic beauty of the mind to behold. Not one can abate my hunger, my disease, I've come upon these thoughts to ponder, The substantial blank you bring appease. To whom to which the eyes behold,
Polaris...so very far awayI see your powerful glimmering greatness shining from the celestial sky.I long to reach and touch the spherical fire burning inside. -----
The idea lies inside the self, For we believe the universe is inside of us. We want to explore all we experience, Because we without ends want to understand why everything outside us exists.
I write because I want to feel important I don't do it so I can look sophisticated or mysterious I know that I'm not an individual. I know I'm not special. That's harsh reality and I've faced it.
I am a speck. A tiny, little speck of dust floating in the wind. You are all so much bigger than me. I’m just floating, while you cater to a higher existence.
Poetry is the sun's ray as it greets the earth every morning. Poetry is the oxygen we breathe as we search for something more. Poetry is the words on a page that form the universe around us.
Rings and spirals fill my sight, Coloring the empty space. Everything is glowing with and eerie light. Comets fly by in a dangerous race.
And as the universe drifts off to sleep light is cast upon the back of her eyelids. Sand-sculpted images of Compassion are illuminated as slumber pries at the edges of reality and all sinks down into Dreamland.
Ashes to ashes. Stardust to stardust. Not something you can take with you Exactly But not something you can easily Relinquish. Grow claws just to clutch at it for a
Beneath the deep blue sky Lies the moon and sun Speaking of the many days In which are yet to come. Listening to the silence Hoping that it stays But knowing that the peace
I shaped a universe today, just a little more than I had the day before. I added rain on another planet, far from the plot, and though the souls on earth will never see the rain, they will feel it.
Today, I’m missing my one true star, thinking about how we would be together, having fun, riding a space car, through the vast galaxy forever.
I woke up from my nap and my eyes were really dry. To the bathroom I applied the eye drops. Twice I blinked. They were still dry. Dry and red, Irritated.
What is a horizon to me? A scarlet sun, an endless sea – Touches of light upon the darkness. Rays streaming from the heart, The heart of our universe.
An endless dark Boundless for eternity Started with but a spark And magnified into glorious vastness With great bodies of flame and light Ringed with odd assortments of rock and gas
What truly lies in the far depths of space, For I wonder as I gaze at the sky, Life beyond us is what we'll come to face, We perceive what is seen through our own eye;
The memory of your body Naked and glistening Contrasted under the cotton sheets Is to recall the grandiose of the stars Retuning to the humbling innocence of newborn planets And the substance of the human heart
Spread like thick mist of perpetual darkness, The harbinger, the evil, the snake, mischievous. Slithers. Spreads the black cloud of human error across the deep souls of mortal man.
You would never think of stars Those tiny, inconsequential lights in the night sky You would never believe our sun Is exactly like those white lights Its golden rays shining on your face
I have a vivid memory. It's not black, darkness, emptiness, but instead, a total lack thereof, devoid of anything. I can't perceive how alone I am, if at all. Something is watching me.