Hurtling Poems - Poems about Hurtling

Again

...enslaved to the cyclical void,
abused, confused, and paranoid
of that endless—(somber schema)—
cyclical void, enslaved to the?

sheer gravity and that friendless
somber schema.—Of that endless
...

The gate opens inward

...Ghostly fear forms, a dark gossamer web,
caged my consciousness once cradled by bliss
but try as I might, my pain did not ebb,
hurtling me down a bottomless abyss.

Feeling grie...

DAILY GRATITUDE THE JOURNEY

...
Today I’m grateful for the journey I am making
on this spinning orb through hurtling through space…

because as the native nations understood:

Between who I once was
and who I am becoming
i...

Zen mode

...can we term love as the piercing pain of bliss
heightened rapture we are unable to bear
presence set afire by Divine Mother’s kiss
even as we burn we remain self-aware
whilst hurtling down an eth...

Express Train

...
Door open,
hurtling loud and at full speed
towards my destination,
beneath me a blur 
of mounded ballast
and withered grass,
the world coming into focus more
the further out I look -
graffi...

Struck by Cupid's Arrow

...He stood before me
a beacon casting light
that kept me burning.

How we wished to be
in perfect harmony
in body and spirit,
transcending all bounds.

As he gazed on my face,
I s...

The Mouse with the Hat

...

A great-big mouse just dashed by me
dressed in a suit and tall striped hat.
I thought I could not be more shocked,
but then here came an angry cat.

While hurtling by in hot pursuit,
he shr...

Look In Their Eyes

...Look in their Eyes

Who do you believe? Look in their eyes.
Is there the gleam of zealot or fanatic,
Or opposition to a pack of lies?
Do you see a sane man or a lunatic?

Do you hear the blust...

Born to die

...Headlong you rush towards your 
perceived, intended destination.
Eager to reach the journey's end.

Forgetful of an indifferent grave that 
awaits with a cold embrace of dirt
offering scant, un...

GALACTIC TRAVELS

...

Where should I zoom to, perhaps to the Moon,
And on my way will juggle with millions of stars,
I have whispered to a Comet passing by real soon,
To please pick me up, as i plan to visit Mars.
...

NOISE

...
This world is full of noise,enough to burst,
your mind and destroy well being lust,
noise from traffic on ground and air,
from telly,s ,radios and everywhere.
Gies a break we aa bellow,
makin ...

Time escapes

...
Time is a funny thing,
A fluid, jumping, bumping, running thing.
It’s something you can never catch,
You beg for it to speed up, as time drags on,
And you’re just waiting,  and then…
Bam
You’...

Powder Blue

...Powder blue.
Postman Raleigh frame,
Wheels that were thin and far from de rigeur at the time.
An ode to the horrors of Shelly with its salvaged parts,
None matching saddle and outmoded bell.
Smo...

Wings Across the Cosmos

...
   Hurtling through the universe
     wings across the cosmos
   Maneuvering midst galaxies
     his body a joystick

   Experiencing a heady freedom
     like no man before him ... 
   What...

Home sweet home

...Heavenly body, hurtling forward, carrying me home.
Home to where my heart is, home to where my family is,
Home sweet home.

Can you never go home again?
Will it never be the same as my memories?...

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