Cosmogony Poems - Poems about Cosmogony

...subtlest we are ~stuff of star creation of the elements that spawn densest is the space between beginningless origins and endless blurs thus, cosmogony visible vehement impassions blends ......

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...Here I am, In the first fling of youth- In what sterile field did I find this anti-fecund missive? This stretching of a hand, drenched in rubbery black; accompanied by a smell; a sewing, c......

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...She raises her façade to greet the dawning sun; Yggdrasil a goddess, the empyreal one. Tree of life, tree of hope, in sunlight’s kiss; nurturer of the winged, in ethereal bliss. She births h......

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...I am Icarus, without wings ... unhurried, certainly... and I am just eager , to fly... I'm tired of these roots of concrete ! and these feet ......

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...Innocence returns Cosmogony collectives Fragile memory fades......

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...She is like rain, scattered drops but when it falls it's soothing. She is like soil, so hard but keeps your soul holding. She is like fire, which burns but turns you shining. She is contentment, i......

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...Before the origin of the time-space region God particles contained in the singularity defined the core of the nascent creation in timeless realms of nothingness nonentity. Cosmogony unveils mys......

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... In Defense Ecclesiastically of Love only given Ylematically Ylem is a theory from a branch of cosmogony (creation of the world) Ylem is considered the primordial substance......

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...Democracy, ethics, logos, politics Cosmology, cosmogony, physics Are words that all persons know With enthusiasm them show For are the basis of analytics!* © Demetrios Tr......

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...Hold each utopia minute close Kiss them with lingering repose, Tell someone you love them, Leave the imprint to sink deep within. For their deeds could soon be gone, The conscience of the past......

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...Her heartbeat echoes like a love moan in my mind, summoning centuries of refined romanticism soulfully enshrined, the contralto of her voice a fillatio upon the cock of my consciousness, through h......

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