A Great Wonder
It is no wonder
the grand Universe
does not go asunder
which is so diverse
as a spider-web grand
made up of Galaxies billions
with many a connecting strand
of Stars trillions and trillions.
It is no wonder
when our complete Solar system
in its motion performs no blunder
with its Planets, and Sub-system
being a part of Milky Way
along with asteroids and comets.
All the components with precision play
from their appointed posits.
It is no wonder
the Earth revolving around the Sun.
Even when we ponder
the circles of the Sun's turn
to the centre of the galaxy
of stars in true radiancy.
It is a great wonder
and an exclusive mystery
as to how the kind human mind is a blender
of gore, and murder is the query!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Solar System
What do the planets mean? and have you ever seen
Sunrise in the morn? it shined when you were born.
Saturn has rings all around it
I searched the sky and I found it
Solar system
Brings us wisdom
Then theres the milky way, thats where the angels play
Youve seen the lovers moon, looks good in the month of june
Neptune is God of the sea-ea-ea
Pluto is too far to see-ee-ee
Solar system
Brings us wisdom
The constellations are stars that form animals
Leo and capricorn, too
Star bright, star light
Make this wish come true tonight
If mars had life on it I might find my wife on it
Venus the goddess of love can thank all the stars above
Mercurys close to the sun
Youll see it when day is done
Solar system
Brings us wisdom
Solar system
Brings us wisdom
Solar
song performed by by Beach Boys
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We live on a hunk of rock and metal that circles a humdrum star that is one of 400 billion other stars that make up the Milky Way Galaxy which is one of billions of other galaxies which make up a universe which may be one of a very large number, perhaps an infinite number, of other universes. That is a perspective on human life and our culture that is well worth pondering.
quote by Carl Sagan
Submitted by Catalin Popescu
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Solar System Sunset
Our solar system – our Sun-King and his planetary minions
happily enthroned in Orion, looking out towards Sagittarius
prancing like a horse, gyrating up and down
while orbiting around the Milky Way centre
part of a star-supercluster speeding towards
an unknown destination attracted by invisible power -
has already completed the course
twenty-one times
dipping and rising like a horse on a merry-go-round
Leaving us with this question:
Will the solar system one day
disentangle itself and ride off
into a celestial sunset
free from its spiralling orbit
around the Milky Way centre?
poem by Margaret Alice
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Legacy of the Purple Robe
The legacy of the purple robe,
Worn by the most powerful of kings, Gods, and highest of lords,
The purple robe of majesty, embedded with diamond galore,
The legacy of the apparel and the creator never seen before,
In correlation with the platinum crown,
The Creator of everything wearing the magic gown,
Beyond the planet Earth, the creator beyond the renowned,
Creator of the nine planets and the galaxy all around,
Beyond the sky, the solar system painted by the creator,
The creator without a name, the universe’s dictator,
Higher than Zeus, God, Allah, something much greater,
The creator with portraits of the universe, the painter,
Wearing the purple gown and the platinum crown, the God of all,
Within the asteroid belt, the universe’s wall,
In the creator’s portrait, the solar system enthralled,
Not a religion, but something higher than the skies,
Something invisible, looking down on the Earth with blue eyes,
Beyond religion, the highest of the power of gods refined,
The artist of the universe’s blueprint that’s intricately designed,
Creator of the moon, the grass, the mountains, and the sun that shines,
The purple robe beyond the stars, worn by the creator in the royal shrine,
The purple robe and the platinum crown, only worn by the most creative of mind,
For this creator was truly a painter, an artist of the universe,
Inflicted by hypergraphia and insanity of mind, the artist’s curse,
That sits above the realm of space when the planets dispersed,
At one point everything was one planet cluttered in space,
Until he created boundaries within the realm that separated planets in a linear trace,
Above the galaxy in the darkened realm beyond the stars the creator’s place,
Until he created the new portrait of the big bang, and the old blueprint was replaced,
Within one shattering boom of the storm, the portraits transformed in haste,
And the cluttered planet was forgotten forever without a trace,
Now separated in the solar system,9 planets are spread in space,
The purple robe, only worn by the artist and the God of everything,
Compulsively observing his portrait sitting on the different sections of the asteroid ring,
The platinum crown, and the purple robe, worn by the ultimate king,
Beyond religion, the highest power humans never seen,
The creator, that painted everything.
poem by Kurt Kacich
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Black Matter Destination
It is not a problem, of course, the Milky Way is
still attracted by a heavy object in defiance
of the general Hubble expansion
It is a change of names and a location behind
the Great Attractor, the movement is the same
I am delighted that contrariness
Still marks the direction in which the Solar
System is taken while orbiting around the
Centre of the Solar System
Sitting tight in the Sagittarius arm, we are pulled
towards the Shapley Supercluster, a mysterious
Black Matter destination…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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The Stars Do Not Know That They Are Stars
THE STARS DO NOT KNOW THAT THEY ARE STARS
The stars do not know that they are stars
They do not know how violent they are-
They do not know they inspire human dreams
They do not know that they are more distant than they seem-
The stars do not know that they are stars
They do not know we do not see them as they are-
They do not know that trillions of transformations from now
They will not even be gaseous clouds.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Secret Long Elliptical Orbit
Recent discoveries really
point to revealed existence
of an old brown dwarf
an unborn twin of Sol.
Unlike known familiar
near-circular orbits
of known planets
in our solar system
this unborn twin
has secret long elliptical
orbit that seldom brings
it through core heart system
brings it through
core of our solar
system but once
approximately once
every 3600 years
heating up all planets
global warming
a solar event
all planets effecting...
poem by Terence George Craddock
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You are like an alien
Your behavior has hurt me so much
My mind has exploded like a supernova
The scattered emotions are turning into poetry
Revolving around you my star like planets and comets
Your beauty has impressed me so much
My love has turned into something like a nebula
That is giving birth to lust's light like newborn stars
Your make-believe has made me believe
That true love really exists in this dreary world
And gives me light in the darkness like distant quasars
Every now and then the fights with you
Has turned you into something like a black hole
Now you are invisible to me but attract me ever more
You are like a sweet dream in the dreadful night
But it will not come true in this life coz you are like an alien
In the 2.5 million light-years away from earth Andromeda galaxy
poem by Asif Andalib
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When you look at the stars and the galaxy, you feel that you are not just from any particular piece of land, but from the solar system.
quote by Kalpana Chawla
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In A World Of My Own
In a world of my own
Sit in the open,
Serenely staring at the hub of the galaxy,
Snarling stars scorching
Sparkly holly hoisted to my eternity.
Shelling stars in slow motion saluting the Sonnet coronet prince,
Sizzling stones seafaring the will of their seldom lord,
Surely the solar system is slightly
Stretched out to sighing souls!
Swiftly, in a dive of spirit, I
Slide back to realism in my seat.
poem by Iyamuremye Wilfred
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To Marina After Giving Birth To A Baby Girl
now you are complete
your husband and yourself
and baby marina
that you named maria after
your great grandmother,
your world is a circle closed
and we cannot get in there anymore
lest we are nothing
but planets losing our own
orbits
clashing with the privacy of
your own galaxy
do not be disturbed
as we close our own circles too
alone by ourselves
we become stars
distant stars in the skies
from your room
as you begin to sing the
lullaby
we are different
our glitters dim like dying lights
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Space Truckin
We had a lot of luck on venus
We always had a ball on mars
Meeting all the groovey people
Weve rocked the milky way so far
We danced around with borealice
Were space truckin round the the stars
Come on lets go space truckin
Remember when we did the moonshot
And pony trekker led the way
Wed move to the canaveral moonstop
And everynaut would dance and sway
We got music in our solar system
Were space truckin round the stars
Come on lets go space truckin
The fireball that we rode was moving
But now weve got a new machine
Yeah yeah yeah yeah the freaks said
Man those cats can really swing
They got music in their solar system
Theyve rocked around the milky way
They dance around the borealice
Theyre space truckin everyday
Come on
song performed by by Deep Purple
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Solar Driftwood
The Big Bang.
The ultimate hero of low frequency. The divine intergalactical bass drum connecting
the tribes of our solar system.
If we could communicate from our tiny piece of solar driftwood into another galaxy
what would we say?
We can send out pictures, symbols, chemical formulas or language.
The magic of music is a sign of consciousness that could be understood on far-flung
worlds millions of lightyears from our horizon.
Music is an interstellar language from a highly insignificant planet one of nine in
our system which sails through time and space till the next one, the next inevitable
Big Bang...
song performed by by Yello
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Solar Driftwood
The Big Bang.
The ultimate hero of low frequency. The divine intergalactical bass drum connecting
the tribes of our solar system.
If we could communicate from our tiny piece of solar driftwood into another galaxy
what would we say?
We can send out pictures, symbols, chemical formulas or language.
The magic of music is a sign of consciousness that could be understood on far-flung
worlds millions of lightyears from our horizon.
Music is an interstellar language from a highly insignificant planet one of nine in
our system which sails through time and space till the next one, the next inevitable
Big Bang...
song performed by by Yello
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Galaxy Song
When youre feeling inside out and insecure,
and life keeps getting you down.
When all lifes daily worrieshurry through your head.
You dont want to even get up.
You just lie around in bed.
When you feel you just cant take it anymore
And you wonder what on earth it is all foryour love lifes like a war zone
Your tvs on the blinkits enough to drive a drinking man to stop and take a
Think
just remember that you standing on a planet thats evolving,revolving at 900
Miles an hour.its orbiting at 19 miles a second, so its reckoned,
A sun that is the source of all our power.
The sun and you and me and all the stars that we can see
Are moving at a million miles a day.
In an outer spiral orb, at 40,000 miles an hour,
Of the galaxy we call the milky way
Our galaxy itself contains a hundred billion stars.
Its a 100,000 light years side to side
It bulges in the middle 16,000 light years thick,
But out by us its just 3,000 light years wide.
Were 30,000 light years from galactic central point.
We go round every 200,000,000 years.
And our galaxy is only one of millions of billions
In this amazing and expanding universe.
Our universe itself keeps on expanding and expanding
In all of the directions it can whiz
As fast as it can go, the speed of light you know, 12,000,000 miles a minute,
And thats the fastest speed there is!
So, remember when youre feeling very small and insecure
How amazingly unlikely is your birth.
And pray that theres intelligent life somewhere up in space,
cause Im afraid that weve been cheated here on earth.
song performed by by Clint Black
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Collision
Space, made of the pulsing endless vastness of the human imagination
Stars glow, comets fly, rocks drift all of this is silent as it happens in each galaxy
Quite soundless work taking it’s time
Everything must be perfect, efficient
When something foreign or new touches this space all of the workers
Must now create harmony and must accommodate the friend or intruder
If this foreign friend feels right like it must belong space will keep it
If it is an intruder planning to destroy comets fly to battle and attack
The white comets must protect its red rocks and absent sun
Then one faithful day space began to pulse faster as a foreign
Friend came into contact
The friend felt warm, soft, new, and inviting
It was another galaxy
It began pulsing as they became closer and closer
We fly away from these pink and red galaxies into the bodies of two people
Then further and further until we see them begin their new journey
A touch
A kiss
In the night
As the stars glow, comets fly, and rocks drift soundlessly and forever
Written: January 21,2010
poem by Ryan Collins
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We inhabit a universe where atoms are made in the centers of stars; where each second a thousand suns are born; where life is sparked by sunlight and lightning in the airs and waters of youthful planets; where the raw material for biological evolution is sometimes made by the explosion of a star halfway across the Milky Way; where a thing as beautiful as a galaxy is formed a hundred billion times - a Cosmos of quasars and quarks, snowflakes and fireflies, where there may be black holes and other universe and extraterrestrial civilizations whose radio messages are at this moment reaching the Earth. How pallid by comparison are the pretensions of superstition and pseudoscience; how important it is for us to pursue and understand science, that characteristically human endeavor.
Carl Sagan in Cosmos
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Beautiful Moon
There are billions of stars in the sky
There are trillions of lamps on earth
None glows like the beautiful moon
At your uprise the world glows
Your appearance reveals God's glory
Your incadescent light brghtens the world
Your short monthly appearance
Reminds us that God is light
You are so constant from creation
You have no turbine
You have no connecting wire
Megawatts has no relationship with you
There is no socket on the wall
Yet you are afar glowing the world
You neither burn nor hurt
That's while some tell tales under you
Some use you as a periodical guide
Some see you as a symbol of worship
I see you as God's created beauty.
poem by Babatunde Aremu
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From Among The Sands
from among the sands of the shore
and you must accept there are trillions and trillions of them there
you have the guts to tell all of them
that you are not like them
that you are this diamond
admired by emerald and sapphire
and that gold is inferior
the mighty sun shines everyday above the trillions of your kind &
it is not bothered at all
it does not know you &
finds nothing significant about your claim for self-claim for glamor & glitter
need i tell you Mr. grain of sand
that a grain of sand is and will always be a good-for-nothing grain of sand?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Galaxies
the galaxies drift
the stars are swimming in the ocean
of space
it is dark but all the planets are feeling confident
there are laws to follow
there will be no collisions
the big bang was so terrible
some stars explode
on the other hand another galaxy is born
somewhere in space
all these
meteors and stars and earths
paradise
in random chaos
we must all know
is still the best poem
ever
you see? the stars over there
they are twinkling
they agree and do not question
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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