Short Singularity Poems
Short Singularity Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Singularity by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Singularity by length and keyword.
I felt your pull
long before
you reached for me,
as if our tides
were already speaking
in a language
neither of us
could name
It's Free Potential
As An Exploited
Singularity.
On.
And It's A
Win-Win
WIN.
CUZ
IT
WILL!
WIN.
-Gray Squirrel
09-04-2026
A star, a star, I wish, you are
Here am I, and you, so far
Maybe one day collapse to our
singularity by ship, or car
I'm a singularity--
no force wobbles me.
Above and below,
in fact, everywhere I go,
the void is sprinkled with dust:
mystery demands vast trust.
Traveling by the
speed of light just to bend time
and space I came to
cross over unknown
galaxies for reaching your fond
hex-black singularity.
Universe inside
Nothing, vast, and wide
A massive singularity
Waiting
Every beginning had an end
All stars come from nothing
And eventually return
Waiting
rapture renewal
each caress virgin
divine tease of delight
displays uniqueness
vivifying silence
singularity
within duality
so magical
21-November-2022
Keep On Digging
How Much Of A Hole
Do You Need To
Initiate Creation,
Again?
Mr. Singularity?
Enough For 1.
-Gray Squirrel
06-01-2025
Duality-Interconnectivity-Singularity
Journey from me to we to I Am He
Celebrating both concealing & revealing
Each nuance of the flow bliss enlivening
09-August-2020
The Big Bang
Universe inside
Nothing, vast, and wide
A massive singularity
Waiting
Every beginning has an end
All stars come from nothing
And eventually return
Waiting
compressed to a singularity point
presence motionless, density infinite
choicelessly chooses to exhale
pouring itself into itself in vast space
wherein consciousness fearlessly sets sail
Ascent
Love, light, wisdom
Known when our thoughts are still
Bliss magnetism fills feeble form
God’s grace
Ascent
Ego recedes
We then know who we are
God’s light in singularity
Heaven
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I'm poised to deliver a singularity,
a pithy black hole,
a spot from which there's no escape
once key or pen is lifted;
It's terminal - period:
Wait for it! The End is nigh!
There, it's done .
all is one
all are dear
to which image
should we then cling
as life and death mirror
each other in the vast void
that holds secrets etched in time
in a point of motionless singularity
something within stirs
it is the love elixir!
bubbling in elation
ending all separation!
as one without a second
no one here to ascend!
love a singularity
fusing plurality!
16-February-2021
singularity
to seething mass of plasma
cosmos comes awake
vast galaxies are formed
trillions of planets are born
existence awaits
from giant black holes
to minute quarks changing state
all is just a phase
accustomed to duality
we feel disconcerted
when in singularity
attributes disappear
and ego identity perishes
our resistance is the veil
we’re the tormentor
as also the prisoner
in this lucid dream
24-May-2023
as is wont
the light of Self
renews itself
within itself
in singularity
and in duality
thus in stillness
we may sense
bliss magnetism
innate to Self
surging forth
breath by breath
as I AM presence
which we are
ego dies
yet i am
radiant
complete
is-ness
vivifies
itself
in itself
i am as am
self-existent
luminous
living light
attributeless
at peace
feeling complete
i renew life
beyond time
and space
in singularity
i am
just below the jugular notch
living sphere of God glows
it is the singularity point
wherefrom all life flows
true it is third eye pulsates
with crown taking pole position
witnessing all nodes of form dance
merging with God remains our mission
having been, seen and so known
now within form focused on Self
awareness self-aware is as is
in a peacefulness continuum
transcendent in singularity
immanent in earth duality
integrating reality herein
within the body vessel
01-March-2023
Eleanor. Who was she?
A spinster. Quiet, aloof, alone.
Well-known yet stealing away to the recesses of her singularity.
An old maid.
One who navigates through the motions of life.
Solace or sorrow who would know?
Sung to the world yet unknown.
as long as awareness be
manifest as an identity
differentiated perception
as a veil of ignorance
prohibits us to cognise
the essence of our being
self-luminous living light
complete and in renewal
throbbing in singularity
in time dissolved peace
The coincidence of
opposites
attracts and repels
Polarity of motion
where
all paradoxes dwell
Conjoined in their
distinction
negating the either/or
Essential
singularity
— both after and before
(Eastern College: September, 2024)
See the star; there, to the north
The third, shimmering brightest as if
An entire constilation's worth of glow
Is harbored in it's singularity.
Make a wish darling;
Your fingers on the small of my back
Your breath, warm, a candy coloured sash,
Accross my back.