The Universe Poems - Poems about The Universe

You charm us, as little and as distant as you are, sparkling with genuine passion for celestial traditions which we crave downunder here while looking up to you for superstitions....

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The Warning The Universe is bigger than you know. What you reep is what you shall sow. This hardness of heart Will tear your world apart Helpless we will watch as you go. TAH...

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Alice embraced the warmth of the bitter-sweet liquid concoction Curiosity of "drink me" caused this Swirls began to know no limits Ground twisting and breaking The sky accumulating thick constellations Up through the opening of what appears to be a magical mist Alice wonders what this is Quickly, the world changed, or was it Alice Entering what seemed similar to Saturn Alice...

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Reality is transforming all around me. Reality is becoming what it is meant to be. Reality consists of others loving me deeply. Reality brings forth a life for me so happy....

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The first creation was the cosmic egg Hiranyagarbha, that’s shaped like our head All souls caged within it, for freedom beg Taking endless births, till they’re by love led Polarities balanced, bliss enabled Life’s lessons learnt, we are from this egg hatched As divine light which cannot be labelled We’re the twice born, our aura’s glow unmatched God dwells in each...

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For L, with Love and Light. You're only young once. Enjoy it! Become a Legacy of Love By Michelle Morris 24/07/2025 I hope you never forget How Unique and Special you are I hope you never allow anyone To attempt to diminish your Worth For you are created from Starlight and Stardust You have been forged in Fire...

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Although our universe seems To be mostly wide open space, Is it actually an entity With a personality and face? All golden, All glowing, All seeing, All knowing....

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Original Haiku by Michael R. Burch Keywords/Tags: haiku, original, sky, breath, existence, night, dark, darkness, leaf, autumn, fall, leaves, universe, beauty, loneliness, night, stars, moon should the sky fall, let my last breath praise Your existence —Michael R. Burch It ever was night, yet in the darkness I found you, shining, bright. —Michael R. Burch a last leaf clinging to life declines to fall... —Michael R. Burch the Universe, dazzled...

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In sacred India, where incense weeps, I found the guru, where silence sleeps. Swami Vivekananda, eyes like flame, Said, “Today, we travel beyond name.” “Where to?” I asked with mortal breath. He smiled and said, “Beyond life and death— To Nibiru, Planet X of old, Where cosmic secrets are retold.” We bathed in Ganges, pure and deep, Where time dissolves and gods still sleep. In...

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In the silence between the stars, when the universe whispers forgotten secrets, I would write words of fire, like an incantation from ancient times, Words that dance in spirals of light and darkness, Metaphors that embrace mystery and awaken the sleeping soul. But in my cosmic solitude, I am just a seeker, A soul wandering through constellations of silent thoughts...

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While the universe is ever-expanding life on earth becomes even more demanding despite a few one or two world-shattering improvements man is still wallowing in the proverbial primordial and if this road he insists on following our future looks severely bleak as where once we were happy winning we're now all on a losing streak yet history has taught him nothing that and his memory is...

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Within this sanctum of breath and bone— ten trillion anchorites mimic their devotions. Bacteria threading blood’s vermilion rivers braiding holy water into the cathedral of now. Their alchemy transmutes starlight into the wine of existence— decanted from Orion’s mythical vine. Viruses— those threshold wraiths between being and unbeing— inscribe new verses in the living gospel of our chromosomes. Fungi a cappella in mycelial tongues through marrow’s moaning chambers decomposing resurrection from each small death we die. We are not hosts— but cantatas still composing...

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Truth comes in one golden droplet you can wait for days -weeks or a lifetime for it to appear in a dustbowl of faithlessness and doubt... You wait like a blind baby bluebird but mom only brings a rubber worm. Eventually the sweet droplet meets the soul's red parched beak songs are sung in hues of golden love everything bathed in...

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The wind stood still, the stars held breath, Two voices rose in life and death. One whispered start, one thundered close, Each pulled the soul where no one knows. Beginning sang with morning light: "Come rise with me, embrace the fight. Your dreams are seeds; they’ve just been sown— Why fear the path you’ve never known?" End replied in velvet tone: "But peace is...

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two individuals finally cross a threshold in a black hole love....

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