Out of this world
I flew to you
from the deepest
point in the Universe,
through galaxies, dark suns,
saw six moons rise
on the Planet of Confession
sailed through Nebulas
breathed their gases,
rode on the back of Comets.
I saw the Diamond Planet,
escaped black holes,
and scorching Suns
landed on your world,
fought off commuters
on the underground.
Caught the number 43 bus
and stood all the way
to your street.
Put up with the guy
playing loud music
on his iPod
walked the last 50 yards
to your house
and climbed the wall
just to be with you,
but when I knocked
you were out.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Alien Romance
Silver lights glow on dark streets
where ghostly shadows loom and voices echo.
Three moons rise across the sky,
they shine on the planet below.
Huge halos glimmer and dim
as tall beings shuffle back and forth,
their pale skin and light fluorescent eyes
luminous and strangely alien.
Now there's a low grumbling
as a Geiki tribe moves underground
to find new homes, new spaces
as two suns slowly rise.
One is in the East, the other in the west
and as the planet revolves
a face peers down from high
out of a crimson spaceship
It is Romeo searching the cosmos
for his Juliet but she's gone shopping
stopping by for a cup of tea,
then off to buy some frocks.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Between the Creator and Me
I look through my body
at the world, the stars, moons,
stars beyond stars
I know there are stars, moons
stars beyond stars too
circling all within my finite self
this temporary sphere I am crowned with
the aura that shines from these
trillion of cells
all the moving atoms,
electrons, protons,
the universe inside and out
I look at them
from my infinite self
god the puppeteer
skillfully playing
the beginning, the end
I came out of the two walls
the human brain is kept in
to take a peep at myself, the universe
the moons, suns, universe,
stars beyond stars
I find a galaxy I possess
so many stars, moons, suns
the cells blazing with life, light
all working out of my control
as I join god to take
a look at his worlds
a meteor flashes by
a cell loses hold
flushed by blood to another world
all the stars, moons,
universe outside and inside
all the cells that I own
that soon would squeeze me out
to join the plane
where I could view
the beat of the universe
standing beside god
witnessing all his designs
wondering all the motives
behind his pupputeering
the moons, the suns, the universe
the cells acting out his drama round and round
casting off light
I saw a star burst
light light years away
the cancer patient
carrying a cell
that too has burst
soon to cast that black hole
over the finite self
the infinite journeys to
rest on another finite self
the universe
I stand by the creator
to look at his puppeteering
wondering his motives in his design
my mind flying outside the brain
I look at the the world, universe,
stars, moon, meteors, stars beyond stars
and myself that
swing with stars, moons,
stars beyond stars
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Outside Myself
I look through my body
at the world, the stars, moons,
stars beyond stars
I know there are stars, moons
stars beyond stars too
circling all within my finite self
this temporary sphere I am crowned with
the aura that shines from these
trillion of cells
all the moving atoms,
electrons, protons,
the universe inside and out
I look at them
from my infinite self
god the puppeteer
skillfully playing
the beginning, the end
I came out of the two walls
the human brain is kept in
to take a peep at myself, the universe
the moons, suns, universe,
stars beyond stars
I find a galaxy I possess
so many stars, moons, suns
the cells blazing with life, light
all working out of my control
as I join god to take
a look at his worlds
a meteor flashes by
a cell loses hold
flushed by blood to another world
all the stars, moons,
universe outside and inside
all the cells that I own
that soon would squeeze me out
to join the plane
where I could view
the beat of the universe
standing beside god
witnessing all his designs
wondering all the motives
behind his pupputeering
the moons, the suns, the universe
the cells acting out his drama round and round
casting off light
I saw a star burst
light light years away
the cancer patient
carrying a cell
that too has burst
soon to cast that black hole
over the finite self
the infinite journeys to
rest on another finite self
the universe
I stand by the creator
to look at his puppeteering
wondering his motives in his design
my mind flying outside the brain
I look at the the world, universe,
stars, moon, meteors, stars beyond stars
and myself that
swing with stars, moons,
stars beyond stars
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The Earth Of Prophets Burns
Before the birth
Of days, months and years,
When the space was empty,
And boundless nothingness prevailed;
Who knows how long
God might have considered
And reconsidered plan of the universe:
Fair earth, suns, stars and moons,
How long He might have thought
For creation of the crown creature,
How He would have been proud
Of the Fairest Being,
Whom for He sent prophets and saints
To instruct and impart
His heavenly wisdom;
But Lo! How the Earth sometimes burns,
And sometimes takes bath with blood:
The most sacred substance
Of the universe,
How explosives are exploded
On the planet, the same planet where
Christ and Muhammad,
(Peace be upon the both)
Ambled with the Holy Books
Transmitting the celestial message
Of peace, love and harmony.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Psycopathia Sexualis
Case 19)
X., peasant, aged thirty-four and a half; Sun-Worshipper. Father and Mother were hard drinkers. Since his fifth year patient has had epileptic convulsions-i.e. he falls down unconscious, lies still two or three minutes, and then gets up and runs directly with staring eyes towards the Sun. Sexuality was first manifested at seventeen. The patient had inclinations neither for women nor for men, but for constellations (stars, moons, suns et cetera). He had intercourse with stars and moons and later with comets and suns. Never any onanism.
The patient paints pictures of suns; is of a very limited intelligence. For years, religious paranoia, with states of ecstasy. He has an 'inexplicable' love for the Sun, for whom he would sacrifice his life. Taken to hospital, he proves to be free from infirmity and signs of anatomical degeneration.
poem by Harry Crosby
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I think there is some kind of divine order in the universe. Every leaf on every tree in the world is unique. As far as we can see, there are other galaxies, all slowly spinning, numerous as the leaves in the forest. In an infinite number of planets, there has to be an infinite number with life forms on them. Maybe this planet is one of the discarded mistakes. Maybe it's one of the victories. We'll never know.
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Seeing the world with god
i look through my body
at the world, the stars, moon
stars beyond stars
i know there are stars, moon
stars beyond stars too
from my temporary sphere
the aura that shines
from this physical self
the trillion of cells
all the moving atoms,
electrons, protons
the universe inside and out
i look at them
from my infinite self
god the puppeteer
shrewdly playing
the beginning, the end
the two walls
between the human brain
the man innocently walks
to oblivion
some attempt to broaden the width
others like me attempt to
to burst out of the walls
to take a peep outside
the limitations, this physical self
the world outside
the god inside and out
the moon, sun, universe
the things outside
i too have become a galaxy
as i join god to take
a look at his worlds
a meteor flashes by
a cell loses hold
flushed by blood
to another world
an infinite me
looking at the finite me
all the stars, moons,
universe outside
and inside
all the cells that i own
that soon would
squeeze me out
to join the plane
where i could view
the beat of the universe
the expansive universe
myself a galaxy
the zillion of selves
those stars, suns
spinning towards
a full stop?
eternity?
the human brain
stretched towards
a world of no end
suffocated in its attempt
i stand beside god
for just a moment
to take a peek at
all his workings
wondering all the motives
behind his pupputeering
the moons, the suns, the universe
the cells acting out his drama
round and round
casting off light
i saw a star burst
light light years away
the cancer patient
carrying a cell
that too has burst
soon to cast that black hole
over the finite self
the infinite journeys to
rest on another finite self
the universe
i standby the creator
to look at his puppeteering
wondering his motives
in his design
the privilege he gives me
to share a view
of his craft
my mind flying
outside the two walls
of the brain
instead of between
infinity
my body
the universe
i look at them
like the stars, moon, meteors
this infinite me
with a finite self
of stars, moons,
stars beyond stars
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Grass Is Greener
One thing that I have heard
As I have often been told
Was the grass is always greener
On the other side of the road,
And to the that one statement
I truly had no ideal,
Was it but a lie that I often heard
Or was that assumption for real.
So on top of my own roof
I went to, after my climb
To check another ones yard
Of course a yard, that wasn't mine.
And there is where I stood
As I surveyed across the road
To see if anyone's grass was greener
As I often had heard and also been told.
And there from where that I stood
And from what that I could see
Their grass was not any greener
Than my yard, that I do believe.
So I surveyed the yards of my neighbors
As up on my roof I stood as I thought
Maybe all yards are all different then
So I got off my roof, and I went for a walk.
I walked down the street
Then I walked up the next block
Seems as though the houses got bigger
Along with their possession's and their lots.
Their grass didn't seem any greener
Than mine or the other that I have seen
Though theirs yards were much larger
As though a good picture from everyone's dream.
So there I left, and I continued my walk
I then came across some railroad tracks
And there stood houses and from what I saw,
Their grass was as green, front yard and back.
Though their yards they wasn't as large
As the ones I have seen
And their houses weren't as large or as nice
But their yards, they were just as green.
So then I headed back unto my home
To reflect back on the things that I have seen,
And of the ideals people thought of and said
And what in their mind they really did mean.
So when I got back unto my home
I climbed again on top of my roof
So there I could reflect and think to myself
About my neighbors and me and to tell the truth.
Though the grass might be greener, I did say
On the other side of the road,
But this one thing I tell you my friend,
The grass, it still has to be mowed.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Shattered windows, Colors of white
Across the street is a new house with a room painted red, with no holes of white.
Next to me, a house purple, with its color pealing off, with holes of black and white
At the end of the street, an old house once yellow, what now remains white.
The sound of a hammer building a house, entering a place with a color unknown.
On the street,
Windows covered with ice
Some shine with light.
Some broken
Some fixed
Some lost, out of sight.
A house, two blocks from here.
Shines with lights of yellow, red, and green everywhere.
A wall keeping the wind from blowing anywhere.
The house next door, at the dawn of the day.
Paints its room black, and peals the color away.
The wall crumbles.
The wind blows across the colors of yellow, red and green
Breaks all the windows.
Turns the yellow to blue, red to black, and green to white.
The house two blocks away.
Adds a line of yellow red and green everyday.
To allow the house of blue, black and white to shine for us some day.
poem by Linda ErikssonBique
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Hills of the Planet
May hills form from illness of the planet,
Erosion of landforms make them of the planet.
Exposure to the elements will kill your substance,
May hills find fault with you and condemn the planet.
May winter know the rock of the Earth,
Whilst roundness of the hill is like a diadem of the planet.
Expose the hills to torture of the weather
By constructing mountains with a gem called the planet.
My hill is grand and openly small as well,
I live it and my house and my family and my poem that is the planet.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Visions of grace
i’m looking for the face i had before the world was made
I was the primordial flaring forth, the gravitational waves,
the whirling galaxies, and the exploding supernovas that would become stars and planets.
I was the steaming planet Earth, the bacteria awash in the sea,
and the early eukaryotes and multicellular animals.
I exploded in the Cambrian explosion, stumbled onto land,
walked with dinosaurs, saw trees and flowers appear, walked upright in Africa, and walked on the moon.
I felt the embrace of gravity. I was one with all that had been and all that was to be.
I experienced subjective mystical communion with the evolutionary, emergent universe. I was the universe.
We know not where the journey leads, nor whether a final destination is even a meaningful concept.
The attraction is the inherent thrill of participating in a grand creative endeavor for which participation is its own reward.
poem by Alexis Karpouzos from Deadline (15 April 2017), translated by Alexis Karpouzos
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Planet Of Love
I've found a new planet
That only I can see
Just came back to get you
Let's leave this misery
Nothing can reach us
So far from harm's way
Only sunshine
And rainbows every day
We've got to get back there
Hurry up and get your things
The countdown has started
Go ahead, try on these wings
Don't need no spaceship
For what I'm thinkin' of
Didn't I tell you
That I'd take you
To the planet of love
I got tired of losin'
But now I'm in control
So help me start packin'
We don't have far to go
I found a new planet
Don't revolve around the sun
We'll make a new start there
The journey's just begun
Won't get into trouble
In our new world so far above
Didn't I tell you
That I'd take you
To the planet of love
Didn't I tell you
That I'd take you
To the planet of love
song performed by by Dixie Chicks
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African Rhythms
1.
Jumping on strings
bending time,
they created blissful futures;
stripping metaphors and similes,
making realities clear.
With palms facing skies,
they praised Jesus:
stamping,
speaking in tongues,
they revived ancestries;
smiling under suns,
on toes,
on soles,
on heels.
2.
Beating drums,
ripping garbs,
flipping dusts,
they danced in circles
with glistered scalps.
Alternating in lines,
they raised knees;
smiling under suns,
on toes,
on soles,
on heels.
3.
Women and girls,
adorned in red,
green and gold robes,
gold necklaces,
gold bracelets,
diamond earrings,
diamond anklets,
and scented perfumes;
smiling under suns,
on toes,
on soles,
on heels.
4.
Men and boys,
attired in black robes
and red, green and gold headbands;
moved back and forth,
with wood spears,
held in right hands:
chanting, as they feigned war;
smiling under suns,
on toes,
on soles,
on heels.
poem by Buxton Shippy
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Sino Sunrise
here i trespass eight minutes from the sun stranger to paradise traveler lost over field over wall and into mind open windows i will find i learn to move i move to learn i move to learn i travel much too far to circle back to where i start somewhere suns rise somewhere suns set in a picture i capture me alive surrogate memory to have when i die i am the echo of footsteps in the garden
song performed by by Quitter
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Another Girl Another Planet
Always flirt with death
I look ill, but I don't care about it
I can face your threats
Stand up straight & tall and shout about it
I think I'm on another world with you
I'm on another planet with you
You always get under my skin
I don't find it irritating
You always play to win
I don't need rehabilitating
Another girl, another planet
Another girl, another planet
Space travel's in my blood
And there ain't nothing I can do about it
Long journeys wear me out but
I know I can't live without it
Another girl is loving you now
Another planet, is holding you down
Another planet
song performed by by Blink 182
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Simple Universe
A ray of light shimmers in the dark,
It has travelled for all its time;
Light has divinity when you perceive it,
Looking at knowledge is the matter of Light.
Force the mind towards enlightenment,
This made the universe a splendid place,
The galaxies are sending us wisdom.
Light has contrived colours,
It shapes the way of the world;
This ground beneath us relies on the heat
Of the sun, and the appearance of this sun
Is overwhelming, far more glorious than the planet.
Let the rays of light continue to thrive
In this simple universe.
poem by Naveed Akram
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As night is black
As night is black and speckled
by a glittering of stars
stretching from here
to anywhere and somewhere
in the vastness
lays suns and moons
and planets without number,
so all the wonder of His works
hints incalcuble power
and reason without end.
The southern cross and other stars
guides me on the right way
just as sure as His words
is a shining lamp
that sets the path
on which my life should go.
So insignificantly small
I am against the vast universe
and yet He knows my name
and the creator of it all
made man greater
than the beasts
with the ability
to reason, think
and choose
and He loves me
in my humanity.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Simply Dreams
Have you ever jumped from a plane,
free-falling to the ground below?
Have you ever walked the Antarctic
and tussled with its cascading snow?
Have you ever been fired from a cannon,
shot and blown through the air?
Have you ever ridden the biggest, fastest
and tallest rollercoaster at the funfair?
These are the wishes that I make and create.
These are the wonders that I contemplate.
Have you ever stood at heaven’s gate
and knocked upon its door?
Have you ever floated into the sun
and bathed in the heat of its core?
Have you ever found the end of a rainbow
and captured its multitude of light?
Have you ever drifted on a summer breeze,
and rode the winds like a kite?
These are the dreams to which I aspire.
These are the emotions that I desire.
Have you ever climbed the highest mountain
and tried to touch the stars?
Have you ever flown a rocket past the moon
and landed on the red soil of Mars?
Have you ever ventured and explored
the deepest magma pitted caves?
Have you ever dived deep into the oceans
to discover the life below the waves?
These are the fantasies that I crave.
These are the daydreams that I save.
poem by Dale Mullock
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Unto whose use the pregnant suns are poised,
With idiot moons and stars retracting stars?
Creep thou between -- thy coming's all unnoised.
Heaven hath her high, as Earth her baser, wars.
Heir to these tumults, this affright, that fray
(By Adam's, fathers', own, sin bound alway);
Peer up, draw out thy horoscope and say
Which planet mends thy threadbare fate, or mars.
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Where Are The Lights Hidden?
When look into the sky, there is some light, then dark,
When look into the heart there is lot of truth clogged,
When look into the eye, there is a cloudy lens, fogged,
Let the light be shown everywhere to see the invisible,
Let hundred Suns emerge from the offing of infinitive,
Let the space be lighten up to see the galaxies in the black holes,
Let the stars that are light years away sway as the candles,
Let the white light remove the smear from the souls,
When the darkness is removed through the light,
Many truths may become lies and lies become the truth,
Let the light be shown on our hearts to bring out the mirth.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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