Supernova Poems

The sighs of Supernova

"Don't get lost in your pain, know that one day your pain will become your cure." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi

The moon wept over withered stars  
mirroring the heartbeats of mourning blues,
oblivious to the warmth of dusky truth, 
while I bite my lips to suppress the storm,
there, in the soul of the butterfly skyline,
I’ve hand-stitched chronicles

Love's Supernova

When our worlds collide,
it’s as if the cosmos bows in reverence.
Your touch—a comet streaking across my skin,
awakening stars long dormant within.

Butterflies take flight,
their wings brushing every corner of my soul,
while nerves, electric and alive,
hum your name in euphoric symphony.

Your fingertips write love letters on my body,
each caress a stanza of devotion.
With every sigh, every whispered

Liam and Noel Gallagher

Talk of an Oasis feud is over,
Brit-pop the corks for the supernova,
fair play to those Burnage boys,
tour dates set to make some noise,
they'll walk in sunshine, champagne and clover.

Supernova

I have to say I've been here before
My life has changed but not these shores

Of this salty ocean sea I still drink

I thought I'd escaped it so long ago
When I caressed the ball which skims it low

Yet even then, I knew someday I'd sink

I found so much in its blinding light!
An old man knelt down

A Million Planets

What if stars are actually planets blown up, millions of years ago.
What if they are merely remains of other galaxies,-other living beings. 
Or perhaps they are debris left over travelling at the speed of light toward us.
 What if stars are a warning, the future we cannot see. A mirror of our future, a reflection.
Or

Supernova Moon

an orange lantern
 in other side of city
 our dear spring  rose moon

Supernova

Graze by space, breathe of obsolesce
To reach ends; loose gasps espy
Down hazy firmaments crash poise
Bestrew thoughts asunder, sunk in levity
Dust fervid of the stars; it burns thee
Respite it sowed, deprave by night
Down the deep, quiet all I see
Clean of root and soot, shunned by the light
Free of respire, out with thine satire
Toy rust of age,

Supernova

How often does a Supernova happen
Start your clock, STOP NOW
It's happening NOW
In the hearts of us
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
It happening to us.

What is the Supernova
Explosion that takes place
In all faces of life
Through The One who make the sacrifice
Christ the answer to the Super is He
Nova is New for you and me.

In the beginning

Supernova In Photosynthesis

(A Marriage of Poems)

A single glance is an expression enough 
with eyes dotted with its punctual punctuation.
A sigh deep enough in loves' trough
that a trance can turn it blue, 
if only a beloved statuesque- 
emotion carved cold and true.
Coupled in that in, that love is 
in, 
ward to toast the cold of emptiness.
To thwart a

Photosynthesis of Supernova

Colors of Blessed Trefoil, 
Sentience; turn into glitches toil.
Sift unto oblate displacement 
of Times crustal plate hourglass Life+soils.

Arisen from the beginning 
in-end defiance coil.

Herefore Eden-aftertide, aeon trace after aeon 
in, thrill ride chase to make abode in that, abide.

Shelting myself deepfaced+taught inside, 
In your warmth of inner room, 
like ice coldness melting-embraced 
at your fireside

Supernova

Your thoughts suddenly explode 
that’s when I want to see you;
Not when you are all dressed up,
not when you’re under control; 
Flames of a nuclear core 
when you’re a supernova;
I want to feel you explode.

Burst, Supernova

You don’t have me where you want me
You want to pull me in
Will I ever be free
Or will the madness win

I burst in the night
Away from sight
Nobody knows
How far I ignite
Across the sky
Supernova
Do you know her?

If you truly want to see
Bring a telescope
If you can’t handle being out of reach
Bring a stethoscope

Hearts, racing, galaxies collide
The

My Diva Or Supernova

Glorious becomes one’s wait
When one is with desire best
In whitish drape you just rock
Making me to verse of stock
Sunny glow dances on neck
Necklace resembles the lake
The ‘very own Indian belle’
And the protagonist in tale
Of romance and affection..!
Intensely lit up of passion
Eyes carry a gesture cool
They scan so deeply full
Powerful diva of charm lo..!
Hist! She’s to

Firestorm Fusion

Whirling irate firework spectacle
                Pings stillness with rust erode array
        Afflicted heart thrown debri rain affectional
   Rapidly spun unkempt sparks spill their firey foray
 

      

Supernova Bossa Nova

Now I’m ninety solar masses and I grow as I accrete
all the inter-stellar gasses near my neighbors when we meet.
My doctor says I’ve grown too fat too fast, “… it’s unsustainable!”
But I’ve big plans for a big blast that I know is attainable:

I’ll do the Supernova Bossa Nova, watch me when I blow.
Let’s do the

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