An angel stands before me
singing shattered twinkles
of starlight crashing
down on my retinas
&
Your eyes hold galaxies
never before now
has lost in your eyes
been so true

But your soul
and my soul
are sown together;

maybe not in
this world,
but in the stars,
in the air,
in other galaxies,

these strings
we carry are
eternal..


*Sandoval

i stared at the milky way
through the keyhole of your front door
my nose itched
at the linger of stardust on the floor

needless of a space suit
i stepped right through
waving goodbye to the earth
and entering this room
where exists no calendars nor timetables
where we’re made of constellations
no need for labels

realized the earth was a ghost town
at your existence's sight,
no city has a better skyline
than your body laying down

and while the clock on earth swallows up time
chasing the sun as it hides
i am floating with you now
in a heavenly ride
through our celestial silence

so eyes closed
blinded by your cosmic light
i read your skin like braille
most absorbing story anyone could write

i fell for your stars too far down
to be fearful of your night
so i confessed i was your satellite
i will follow wherever you guide

in a supernova you created me
didn't need to give me adjectives
and as your blue and my green collided
a new earth for us was provided

the end of the universe will come
the night your eyelids don't close beside me
the cosmos is curled up inside of us
it's the chaotic beauty of galaxies colliding

Beautiful, is the sight of depths within one’s eyes.
Like Celestial bodies magnified in the confines of the ocular speck.
As if Nebuli birthing Stars, revolving around a Blackhole,
or that of a storm circling the pockets of Gravity.

Who can escape the entrapment of wonder, as they look within?
Curiosity like the peaks of the great Pyramid,
staring afar the belt of Orion - a child-like pondering.
All who see it, imparted with a glisten of glee - the ecstasy of hope within.

While staring at the
Large, black abyss full of stars,
You tend to feel small

There are struggles in your eyes

Tell me who caused them

Sara I. Raad

Do not try to be beautiful
You are beauty itself
Why try to be what you already are?

Set not your body on fire.
It will surely burn to ash
Ignite your soul.
Light up your path,
That others may follow
For you are not this body,
but that soul.

Embellish your heart and soul
Love not your body with all your soul,
but your soul with all your body
For you are not this body,
but that soul.

Cast not your glance on the beauty of the stars
Seek your soul.
It is your true self.
It is the beauty of the galaxy

Look beyond the pale,
Look not for gold,
but yourself.
You are most valuable to your possessor.
For you are not this body, but that soul.

— JIBRIL ABDULMALIK ©2019