Poems About the Universe Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about the universe published by members recently online.
PAR
Poem Published
8th Apr 2024 12:01pm
8th Apr 2024 12:01pm
Cosmic Hush
In the realm of splendid voids,
where silence dances and shadows play,
there exists a place beyond the stars
where nothingness blooms in shades of gray.
Superb nothing at all times
when clocks cease their tireless chime
and the universe holds its breath
as if waiting for a secret rhyme.
No suns to rise, no moons to wane,
only echoes of forgotten dreams,
in this cosmic hush we find solace
as reality unravels at the seams.
The wind whispers tales of absence
and the rivers flow with empty grace.
Mountains...
where silence dances and shadows play,
there exists a place beyond the stars
where nothingness blooms in shades of gray.
Superb nothing at all times
when clocks cease their tireless chime
and the universe holds its breath
as if waiting for a secret rhyme.
No suns to rise, no moons to wane,
only echoes of forgotten dreams,
in this cosmic hush we find solace
as reality unravels at the seams.
The wind whispers tales of absence
and the rivers flow with empty grace.
Mountains...
#universe
#stars
#WritingPoetry
72 reads
10 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
8th Apr 2024 12:01pm
8th Apr 2024 12:01pm
Cosmic Hush
In the realm of splendid voids,
where silence dances and shadows play,
there exists a place beyond the stars
where nothingness blooms in shades of gray.
Superb nothing at all times
when clocks cease their tireless chime
and the universe holds its breath
as if waiting for a secret rhyme.
No suns to rise, no moons to wane,
only echoes of forgotten dreams,
in this cosmic hush we find solace
as reality unravels at the seams.
The wind whispers tales of absence
and the rivers flow with empty grace.
Mountains...
where silence dances and shadows play,
there exists a place beyond the stars
where nothingness blooms in shades of gray.
Superb nothing at all times
when clocks cease their tireless chime
and the universe holds its breath
as if waiting for a secret rhyme.
No suns to rise, no moons to wane,
only echoes of forgotten dreams,
in this cosmic hush we find solace
as reality unravels at the seams.
The wind whispers tales of absence
and the rivers flow with empty grace.
Mountains...
#universe
#stars
#WritingPoetry
72 reads
10 Comments
Isgyppie_
Poem Published
8th Apr 2024 4:28pm
8th Apr 2024 4:28pm
Astral
Today you can find me in the cosmos
While my body lay limp in bed
A blue silk blindfold tied around my eyes
A cat purring softly by my side
But my mind is in the cosmos
For Earth is too much to bear
And I need to escape
Flesh stricken by gravity’s weight
Consciousness lighter than air
As I rise from my body slowly
I look down upon the Earth
Bones in backyards
Souls who are starved
Floating by unanswered prayers
In the cosmos there is mystery
That alters my small perspective
But...
While my body lay limp in bed
A blue silk blindfold tied around my eyes
A cat purring softly by my side
But my mind is in the cosmos
For Earth is too much to bear
And I need to escape
Flesh stricken by gravity’s weight
Consciousness lighter than air
As I rise from my body slowly
I look down upon the Earth
Bones in backyards
Souls who are starved
Floating by unanswered prayers
In the cosmos there is mystery
That alters my small perspective
But...
#universe
#astronomy
#NaPoWriMo2024
72 reads
12 Comments
Isgyppie_
Poem Published
8th Apr 2024 4:28pm
8th Apr 2024 4:28pm
Astral
Today you can find me in the cosmos
While my body lay limp in bed
A blue silk blindfold tied around my eyes
A cat purring softly by my side
But my mind is in the cosmos
For Earth is too much to bear
And I need to escape
Flesh stricken by gravity’s weight
Consciousness lighter than air
As I rise from my body slowly
I look down upon the Earth
Bones in backyards
Souls who are starved
Floating by unanswered prayers
In the cosmos there is mystery
That alters my small perspective
But...
While my body lay limp in bed
A blue silk blindfold tied around my eyes
A cat purring softly by my side
But my mind is in the cosmos
For Earth is too much to bear
And I need to escape
Flesh stricken by gravity’s weight
Consciousness lighter than air
As I rise from my body slowly
I look down upon the Earth
Bones in backyards
Souls who are starved
Floating by unanswered prayers
In the cosmos there is mystery
That alters my small perspective
But...
#universe
#astronomy
#NaPoWriMo2024
72 reads
12 Comments
Isgyppie_
Poem Published
8th Apr 2024 4:28pm
8th Apr 2024 4:28pm
Astral
Today you can find me in the cosmos
While my body lay limp in bed
A blue silk blindfold tied around my eyes
A cat purring softly by my side
But my mind is in the cosmos
For Earth is too much to bear
And I need to escape
Flesh stricken by gravity’s weight
Consciousness lighter than air
As I rise from my body slowly
I look down upon the Earth
Bones in backyards
Souls who are starved
Floating by unanswered prayers
In the cosmos there is mystery
That alters my small perspective
But...
While my body lay limp in bed
A blue silk blindfold tied around my eyes
A cat purring softly by my side
But my mind is in the cosmos
For Earth is too much to bear
And I need to escape
Flesh stricken by gravity’s weight
Consciousness lighter than air
As I rise from my body slowly
I look down upon the Earth
Bones in backyards
Souls who are starved
Floating by unanswered prayers
In the cosmos there is mystery
That alters my small perspective
But...
#universe
#astronomy
#NaPoWriMo2024
72 reads
12 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2023 9:00pm
22nd Aug 2023 9:00pm
Touch me...
Touch me....
To reach through the skin, body, soul, to my heart.....
To a small point in the middle of the hollow abyss,
To the darkness in the middle of my BEING......
Weave me a shawl made of a web of dreams
And the sun dust of it scattered stuck there like glitter.
Press your cheek against the glare on the crest of the wave
that swept up to the fading horizon.
Give me plenty of wetness from your palms.
Scoop me a handful of stars from your erection.
Burn me with the ashes of forgotten roads. ...
To reach through the skin, body, soul, to my heart.....
To a small point in the middle of the hollow abyss,
To the darkness in the middle of my BEING......
Weave me a shawl made of a web of dreams
And the sun dust of it scattered stuck there like glitter.
Press your cheek against the glare on the crest of the wave
that swept up to the fading horizon.
Give me plenty of wetness from your palms.
Scoop me a handful of stars from your erection.
Burn me with the ashes of forgotten roads. ...
#lust
#universe
#lover
#passion
#orgasm
857 reads
46 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2023 9:00pm
22nd Aug 2023 9:00pm
Touch me...
Touch me....
To reach through the skin, body, soul, to my heart.....
To a small point in the middle of the hollow abyss,
To the darkness in the middle of my BEING......
Weave me a shawl made of a web of dreams
And the sun dust of it scattered stuck there like glitter.
Press your cheek against the glare on the crest of the wave
that swept up to the fading horizon.
Give me plenty of wetness from your palms.
Scoop me a handful of stars from your erection.
Burn me with the ashes of forgotten roads. ...
To reach through the skin, body, soul, to my heart.....
To a small point in the middle of the hollow abyss,
To the darkness in the middle of my BEING......
Weave me a shawl made of a web of dreams
And the sun dust of it scattered stuck there like glitter.
Press your cheek against the glare on the crest of the wave
that swept up to the fading horizon.
Give me plenty of wetness from your palms.
Scoop me a handful of stars from your erection.
Burn me with the ashes of forgotten roads. ...
#lust
#universe
#lover
#passion
#orgasm
857 reads
46 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2023 9:00pm
22nd Aug 2023 9:00pm
Touch me...
Touch me....
To reach through the skin, body, soul, to my heart.....
To a small point in the middle of the hollow abyss,
To the darkness in the middle of my BEING......
Weave me a shawl made of a web of dreams
And the sun dust of it scattered stuck there like glitter.
Press your cheek against the glare on the crest of the wave
that swept up to the fading horizon.
Give me plenty of wetness from your palms.
Scoop me a handful of stars from your erection.
Burn me with the ashes of forgotten roads. ...
To reach through the skin, body, soul, to my heart.....
To a small point in the middle of the hollow abyss,
To the darkness in the middle of my BEING......
Weave me a shawl made of a web of dreams
And the sun dust of it scattered stuck there like glitter.
Press your cheek against the glare on the crest of the wave
that swept up to the fading horizon.
Give me plenty of wetness from your palms.
Scoop me a handful of stars from your erection.
Burn me with the ashes of forgotten roads. ...
#lust
#universe
#lover
#passion
#orgasm
857 reads
46 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2023 9:00pm
22nd Aug 2023 9:00pm
Touch me...
Touch me....
To reach through the skin, body, soul, to my heart.....
To a small point in the middle of the hollow abyss,
To the darkness in the middle of my BEING......
Weave me a shawl made of a web of dreams
And the sun dust of it scattered stuck there like glitter.
Press your cheek against the glare on the crest of the wave
that swept up to the fading horizon.
Give me plenty of wetness from your palms.
Scoop me a handful of stars from your erection.
Burn me with the ashes of forgotten roads. ...
To reach through the skin, body, soul, to my heart.....
To a small point in the middle of the hollow abyss,
To the darkness in the middle of my BEING......
Weave me a shawl made of a web of dreams
And the sun dust of it scattered stuck there like glitter.
Press your cheek against the glare on the crest of the wave
that swept up to the fading horizon.
Give me plenty of wetness from your palms.
Scoop me a handful of stars from your erection.
Burn me with the ashes of forgotten roads. ...
#lust
#universe
#lover
#passion
#orgasm
857 reads
46 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2023 9:00pm
22nd Aug 2023 9:00pm
Touch me...
Touch me....
To reach through the skin, body, soul, to my heart.....
To a small point in the middle of the hollow abyss,
To the darkness in the middle of my BEING......
Weave me a shawl made of a web of dreams
And the sun dust of it scattered stuck there like glitter.
Press your cheek against the glare on the crest of the wave
that swept up to the fading horizon.
Give me plenty of wetness from your palms.
Scoop me a handful of stars from your erection.
Burn me with the ashes of forgotten roads. ...
To reach through the skin, body, soul, to my heart.....
To a small point in the middle of the hollow abyss,
To the darkness in the middle of my BEING......
Weave me a shawl made of a web of dreams
And the sun dust of it scattered stuck there like glitter.
Press your cheek against the glare on the crest of the wave
that swept up to the fading horizon.
Give me plenty of wetness from your palms.
Scoop me a handful of stars from your erection.
Burn me with the ashes of forgotten roads. ...
#lust
#universe
#lover
#passion
#orgasm
857 reads
46 Comments
Rew
Poem Published
10th Jan 2024 7:57pm
10th Jan 2024 7:57pm
My Empty Space.
I fear that deep, dark, cold, of outer space
it mocks my feeble spark of being, so,
it's up there, lurking, but so in my face
with its life bringing age-old big bang glow.
It's waiting for my cold scattered ashes
this foul, soulless, dead, still eternal thing,
to take my atoms like so much trash is
taken by trash carts, still, I'll cling and cling...
It's the rotten fixed fate of emptiness
I shall not get to leave a space behind,
this soap-bubble of my brief consciousness
will blink, snuffing out my life-spark, my time.
...
it mocks my feeble spark of being, so,
it's up there, lurking, but so in my face
with its life bringing age-old big bang glow.
It's waiting for my cold scattered ashes
this foul, soulless, dead, still eternal thing,
to take my atoms like so much trash is
taken by trash carts, still, I'll cling and cling...
It's the rotten fixed fate of emptiness
I shall not get to leave a space behind,
this soap-bubble of my brief consciousness
will blink, snuffing out my life-spark, my time.
...
#sonnet
#science
#universe
#fate
#scifi
67 reads
4 Comments
Rew
Poem Published
10th Jan 2024 7:57pm
10th Jan 2024 7:57pm
My Empty Space.
I fear that deep, dark, cold, of outer space
it mocks my feeble spark of being, so,
it's up there, lurking, but so in my face
with its life bringing age-old big bang glow.
It's waiting for my cold scattered ashes
this foul, soulless, dead, still eternal thing,
to take my atoms like so much trash is
taken by trash carts, still, I'll cling and cling...
It's the rotten fixed fate of emptiness
I shall not get to leave a space behind,
this soap-bubble of my brief consciousness
will blink, snuffing out my life-spark, my time.
...
it mocks my feeble spark of being, so,
it's up there, lurking, but so in my face
with its life bringing age-old big bang glow.
It's waiting for my cold scattered ashes
this foul, soulless, dead, still eternal thing,
to take my atoms like so much trash is
taken by trash carts, still, I'll cling and cling...
It's the rotten fixed fate of emptiness
I shall not get to leave a space behind,
this soap-bubble of my brief consciousness
will blink, snuffing out my life-spark, my time.
...
#sonnet
#science
#universe
#fate
#scifi
67 reads
4 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About the Universe Published by Members Recently Online
