The world's a dirty mess
we're ready for some much awaited intervention
~ settings more than gentle cycle
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
New plane called PLANET GHETTO
Scientist didn’t expect and know nothing about
Telescopes had no effect in sighting
Mars said, “Don’t look here”
The Milky Way responded, “Don’t even come our way”
The Moon stated, “Don’t even think about it”
What do these planets know about Planet Ghetto that we don’t
I certainly won’t perpetuate
A planet that became a create
Planet Ghetto appeared out of nowhere in space
Not much to say
Don’t bring any Earth waste
Being new to the Solar System
In fact, all the planets are protesting that they don’t share the solar system with anyone
NASA says beware with care, and they must study more for sure
Planets have made history with stories
There are still some mysteries
Planet Ghetto certainly is a surprise
No one had any idea nor realize
Unknown element in the principle
Planet Ghetto distance far
You won’t even find any car
Don’t expect to look like Earth
Planet Ghetto being a new birth
No comparison to Earth.
true coordinates
nodes of fate and destiny ~
reckoning for life
Rear the Axe
Drop the Blade
Chop the Tree
Clear the Glade
Dry the Tears
Hide the Blade
Stab the Sky
Fry the Shade
Mute the Sun
Burn the Sand
Spurn the Moon
Shoot the Band
Scrape the Grass
Oil the Sand
Soil the Seas
Rape the Land
A New Planet
For me, it is too late.
But had I been young, I would
Have done my utmost to find another planet
Livable for humans.
Think of it as a planet without borders
Not carved up into countries and rivalries
And threats from states with big land.
Just one continent where anyone could travel
Where they wanted no passport controls
Or unsightly walls.
A planet without religion to upset the peace
And of course, no political parties
No rules set by the mighty, the authority
Who diverts rivers without asking the people?
In short, a planet for the people and
Animals in the wilderness.
Alas, since humans are settlers.
They will take their flaws along
and in time screw it up
There is an indigenous piece of wisdom
I believe more people today should to keep in mind…
The planet does not need more successful people.
It needs more peacemakers
more healers
more restorers
more storytellers
and more lovers of all kinds.
India ascent to mount everest
India known to be finest economy
But dead economy echoes nation-wide
India known to be military might
But india is outweaponised by enemy's hypersonic jets
India known to be emerging hindu nation
But no reincarnation,no salvation
does India suffers from activities deficit phobia,sovereignty deficit, phobia,height phobia?
india's highest peak expedition without getting eaten alive
Into the thin air,out of thin air
India ascent to mount everest
Generally, I am on
the Clean Side; but,
garden soil is my
rich exception --
I wallow in it,
a piggy for the scent
and feel --
Sort of like, training
wheels on bicycles
are for sissies,
glove-less, I dip and
knead; saturate and
soak. Claw! Compact!
Sniff the compost,
deeply investing with
bacteria: praising, composing
a reverent hymn, How gloriously
Efficient Is Nature!~ our
Mother recycling, wasting
nothing, reusing all,
earth gripping back my hand,
a bargain seal of the grave --
7/28/2025
The people of Israel, live under constant threat
of death.
When thinking of that, it steals away my very
breath!
And some writers’ joy, is only when a Jew,in fact,
in any land, for their life, cries!
Shameless be the writer, as the Jew sheds his very last
tears, and in horrid pain, dies!
Tell me, my Lord, there is something I simply cannot
comprehend.
The simple fact, that “their” Man on the Cross, was a
Jew, too?
…………………………………………
As if these lands were separate,
As if our minds weren't one,
As if land and sea were dichotomy, of darkness and the sun.
Pangea's cleavage tells the tale,
To fail here as but one.
All secedes from sense of we, on a planet's pedigree.
Family's but a split from those,
Whose own claim to be the same.
Round about in group about,
Aboard a rule-less game.
Alas we'll spin around the rosie,
Pockets full of posies,
Ashes, ashes,
We'll all fall down.
Aflame alone,
When all around's our own.
Rather than talking to walls -
I talk to the universe
Which talks back.
The Milky Way hails -
The stars wink endlessly -
The planets - they enchant -
And if my ears are sharp -
I might hear steadfastly
The drum of time
In sync with my heart -
The crickets and the owls
As one rhyme.
Putting out fires not of my making
it's time-consuming heart-breaking
the grass over there don't seem any greener
and from my perspective the streets are meaner
the so-called social networks are as unsociable as can be
impersonal with dirty laundry on show for everyone to see
despite self-admitted wrong-doing and misdeeds
the herd still follows their every lead
but I won't borrow sorrow
and be overwhelmed by the troubles of others
doing my best making the most
if it's not one thing it's another
and then sometimes it's both
feels like the world has gone to hell
with nary a handbasket to carry us there
and I'm at the bottom of a deep dank well
is the world spiralling out of control
while I'm abandoned here in a drear dark hole
The alpha males
stand at the precipice of power
each attempting to prove
They are the greatest
Resting on the backs of stupidity
a nuclear war
one percent chance
of total annihilation
of life on the planet
As we destroy
our ecological systems
ninety-nine percent
of the world dying
from nuclear radiation
and the direct impact of bombs,
bomb shelters become a prison
For those prepared
a haven for the last life on earth
But insect death from radiated crops
What do you come out to find
Without plants, do we have air?
Or do we become
Another barren planet
In an empty solar system
Fury Breaks Its Silence
From South to North Pole, and beyond
Glaciers crack, not by time,
but by the toxins we’ve forced into the sky.
Each gas, each smoke trail,
a fingerprint on the Earth’s rising pulse.
The Amazon chokes on fire,
not lightning-born but sparked by greed,
Its breath turned to ash by axes and ambition,
It's silence now, a scream.
On Andaman’s edge, the sea remembers;
cyclones curl like clenched fists,
fed by oceans we have poisoned with heat,
Our wars echo in their howling winds.
Floods rise where forests once stood guard,
Rivers, once lifelines, now surge with rage,
swollen by the weight of forgotten care,
Their fury washing away more than the soil.
This is not nature’s wrath; it is its reply.
To bombs buried, chemicals sown,
to every treaty broken with the Earth.
From pole to pole, the message is clear:
When we tear at the roots,
The storm will answer.
The star-planet is straight above
Two kid-adults on a trampoline.
Side-by-side they watch the sky
At one a.m. on the months eve
Quietly, they're waiting, staring
As time tosses and turns between
The adult-kids who prep like vets
For the other kid-adult to leave
They lay solemn side-by-side
Distanced by a lack of sleep
They make their vows on satellites
Shooting stars, and falling wings
Today-tomorrow, when they wake
They'll find their voice on everything
But tonight, they're kid-adults
Side-by-side on a trampoline
Specific Types of Planet Poems
Definition | What is Planet in Poetry?