At first we hid in our human shells,
Frail lanterns flickering in the dark,
A few still slipped through unseen doors,
Wings beating toward a brighter mark.
But soon the skies were sealed with stone,
The stars withdrew their silver keys,
We found ourselves confined to earth,
Like birds in branches without leaves.
Mars once bloomed with rivers clear,
Venus sang in a golden air,
Yet both were broken, hushed by fire,
By hands too old, too proud to care.
So here we dwell on soil and sea,
Prisoners bound by time’s command,
Dreaming of worlds that slipped away,
Ruins buried beneath the sand.
Yet still the blossoms burn with light,
And rain restores the weary ground,
The wind is free though we are not,
It lifts our hearts with airy sound.
For though the stars are far above,
And chains of history bind us fast,
The earth is more than bars and walls—
It offers beauty that can last.
If we must stay, then let us sing,
And love the hour before it dies,
For even prisons hold their grace,
And earth still mirrors paradise.
suddenly aliens appeared
and asked me to take them to our leader
I took them home…
…we drank, we smoked, we played music
they left and an incredible friendship was formed
instead of interstellar war
if I had taken them to our leader
Tracking The Extraterrestrials Amongst Us
?
In shadows cast by stars above,
A nation's watchful gaze has found.
In covert ways, they seek to prove
The beings from beyond our kind.
Eyes keen, they trace celestial flight,
Through networks vast, their sights aligned.
Government's grip, both day and night,
Tracks beings wondrous and refined.
With satellites, they map the skies,
Piercing depths where secrets hide.
Codes decrypted, veils revised,
To trace the otherworldly race and kind.
Agents blend, in crowds they roam,
Observing signs beyond our sight.
Unseen hands guide, decode the tome,
Revealing truth, with cosmic might.
Their radars sweep, their sensors sniff,
Tracking traces left unseen.
For aliens amongst us, they'll sift,
Silent guardians, their vigil keen.
But veiled in words, this knowledge lies,
Hushed truths, unknown to most.
For they hide, beneath the bluest skies,
Their secrets kept, by the curious host.
Extraterrestrials are here, among the stars they roam,
Their cosmic ships traverse the void, in search of Earthly home.
Alien minds with wisdom vast, secrets yet untold,
They watch us from afar, their presence manifold.
In silver saucers, sleek and grand, they soar across the sky,
Leaving trails of stardust as they gracefully pass by.
Their technology, advanced and strange, beyond our comprehension,
Their presence sparks both fear and awe, an otherworldly tension.
Their eyes, like galaxies, hold mysteries untamed,
Their touch, ethereal and cool, their voices unexplained.
They study Earth's complexities, our dreams and aspirations,
Observing human frailties, our hopes and frustrations.
Benevolent or malevolent, we cannot truly say,
But their arrival signals change, a cosmic turning day.
We gaze into the heavens, with wonder and with fear,
For extraterrestrials are here, their purpose still unclear.
Are they emissaries of peace, or heralds of the storm?
A question lingers in the air, their true intent to form.
We ponder the enigma, the truth we hope to find,
As we coexist with beings from the realms of space and time.
I hear the breathing during my torpor,
rapacious immateriality rustling,
like some raptorial raptor,
like some alternative whispering.
Am I sensing sentience in otherworldly form
or projecting my own panic?
Have I contacted unearthly norm
or am I becoming chronically manic?
Count me among humans incapable
of messaging with any other species.
Nature’s diversity makes this fact inescapable.
Earth’s living order is full of mysteries.
In what fog could I detect extraterrestrials?
Might I be oblivious to their presence
or might they enlist my manic essentials?
Indeed, such beings may signal their sentience.
Space creatures?
No. I don’t believe in them.
Space dogs? You are being ridiculous, aren’t you?
Space cats? No!
Space trees? Space monkeys? Space butterflies?
NO! I scream at my extraterrestrial faerie dragon.
I don’t even believe in you on Tuesdays.
No, I'm not kookoo or wacko, I'm totally rational
However, I do freak out when it comes to the supernational
Spook out when I see
Ghosties sipping tea
Having conversations with a bunch of animals
No, I'm not kookoo or wacko, I'm totally rational
However, I do freak out when it comes to the supernational
Spook out when I see
Ghosties sipping tea
Having conversations with a bunch of animals
Extraterrestrials?
The man, in my infancy, who said there were people
on the moon, was laughed at; he was wrong, but not
wrong in thinking there was other life forms on remote
planets. Years ago a big plane got vanished and landed
on the back of the moon where temperature is an even
22 Celsius and there were an abundance of green fruit
that looked like, bananas and nutty tasting blue grass.
Adults missing meat ate each other till there was only
one left, the pilot, and dejected jumped off the moon.
The youthful passengers and children got used to their
surroundings and could cook bananas in fifty variations.
They built caves and decorated them with chairs from
the plane and as beds they used dried banana leaves….
And as time went by the earth became a myth an idea
of paradise lost. This generation of moon dwellers wore
no clothes, what´s point? Only women, on certain dates,
wore dried green skirts. So the man who believed there
was life on the moon may be right after all.
First Contact With Extraterrestrials
By Elton Camp
From deep in space the voice was detected
“Prepare, as our arrival on earth is expected.”
First contact with an advanced alien race
An astonishing event mankind must face
Voice continued, “Your history will change.
For whatever we desire, we will arrange.”
“Respect us and bow to our superior power
In fear & trembling we expect you to cower.”
The huge craft’s coming was quite a sight
With a humming sound & flashing light
At the appointed place, the spaceship landed
Throngs were gathered to do as commanded
Four aliens majestically emerged from the ship
But the group’s leader stumbled and took a slip
The others looked aghast from the craft’s door
With derisive laughter the crowd began to roar
The first impression didn’t go according to plan
And they failed to get the upper hand on man