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When you sing
                                                                ­                           I cry

When as stars you shine
                                                                                    I wonder
                                                                ­                   and sigh
                                                            ­          
You live in the hollow
                         of my moon

               eating my shrooms

You glitter bright
                                   
               to my arms delight

Your comet eyes

Milky way smile

Star cluster hair

Nebulous wiles
                                                  
and cares

Have caught me intentionally
                                                   ­   unaware
m Mar 2016
Let me tell you a story
Of the sun and the moon
Chasing each other in glory
and permanent gloom
Depending on one another
Trapped in an endless play
Illuminating the moon
Every single day
Never to discover
The importance of the other
Sharing the same physics
Theyre a perfect pair
And babe you should bare in mind
In my life, you're the light.
Unfinished biology major boredom.
In memorie of a lost friend. K
Rollie Rathburn Feb 2016
"That one body may act upon another at a distance
through a vacuum without the mediation of anything else,
is to me so great an absurdity that,
I believe,

Every massive particle in the universe
attracts every other massive particle.
Force directly proportional to the product of their masses,
inversely proportional to the square of the
distance
between them.

Spherically-symmetrical masses attract and
are attracted as if all
their mass were concentrated
at their centers

There is no immediate prospect of identifying the mediator of gravity.
Attempts by physicists to identify the relationship between
gravitational force
and other known fundamental forces are not yet resolved.
Many attempts were made to understand the phenomena,
but there was nothing more that scientists could do at the time.

no man who has in philosophic matters
a competent faculty of thinking
could ever fall into it."
When we walked our way into the night, I expected a galaxy to be laid out for us, bestowing a universal mistletoe for us.
But there we were, counting whatever little bright spots we could find. Well, at least until I looked upon at you.
Star filled eyes.
Gods had something else planned in for me.
I was finally gazing at those holy celestial bodies. As they orbited around your pupils and left me shaken. Yes, shaken.
What kept me elated was the fact that you were there with me.
But that evening only those lonely hands could meet, and not lips.
But I swear I would've stayed a lifetime there if I could.
***, I'm some serious **** and you got a nice derrière.
- Aks, Interstellar Interconnection
deepthi suresh Jan 2015
The darkness engulfed over the billions.

massacres,droughts,crazy radicals across the nearby horizons.

In every direction he looked around far and near,

the sphere of a way out was right there,

midst the galaxies of universes.

The ghost of future present and past,

made its presence in his loved room felt.

His love,his reason for memories tried harder to decipher!

The darkness sent lines thick and thin in desperate,

he and his love prayed quietly in astonishment !

Adventure was knocking at him to go explore.

He followed in the dark with his jeep lights for ever,

to be captured by a strange block of soldier.

The dying world reminds him to be a pioneer.

His love says stay, but off he goes in tears the traveler.

In search for a world to survive, to save the memories of his love,

with handful of explorers into the dark universe of hope.

Through the miracle of shortcut to space-time,

he wondered how and who was helping them move!

Blindly they followed into the sphere to a galaxy far far away .

choices were three,two dangerously close to dark magical mystery.

The answer for existence thrived in the center beyond naked reality,

The stuff of life struck them hard once and almost twice!

In despair they returned to endurance from a 23 year long journey,

to find life pass away in messages and hopeful emotions .

The tears of joy and sad falls through and you remember love is the desire.

Love transcends through all dimensions she says, beyond time beyond perspective!

Theory prevails, experience calls on and planet of promise is not a choice,

with a sense of loss, the journey continues to a 134 hours of cold a day!

Sign of  the nonstop signals to  wake up the man,the pioneer,

a hope, a bright light is rekindled in minds of the greats.

But for an unforeseen revelation of plan b the priority.

The realization of leaving love behind and paving ways for a new colony.

decisions are made, selfish self- centered actions leads to a life lost.

Was the pioneer right or the father right?, questions a confused sanity!

Hijacked endurance, explosion in the vast dark space,

Last trial of sheer experience and pulses in a deliberate race.

To hatch on to the mother of hope but to be pulled towards mighty darkness,

Price to pay along with tars, in order to marry the transcendence!

To a physical dimension here being a book-case ,

And it strikes when the non-linear time plays a game.

Where every moment of a little girl is presented by his future,

He plays the mysterious ghost who mingles with past present and future all at once.

And “they” become crystal clear.

It was us helping us  across time and gravity,he says!

with quantifiable love, tremendous distances in time space is closer.

and the journey is made, but to start again in search of the promised world,

where she awaits with love hope and patience!!
This year one of the chief influences that rekindled my love for science and universe was the movie Interstellar.The idea of life,love and universe all being interconnected gives me hope to look beyond the horizon.There I wanted to pay tribute to one of the beautiful movies ever made according to me.Enjoy :)
Prabhu Iyer Dec 2014
Do not go gentle into that good night
Dylan Thomas, 1914 - 1953

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
For those who saw Interstellar and wondered where those powerful recurring words were from!

This is a Villanelle by the great Welsh poet Dylan Thomas, hear him read it out here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g2cgcx-GJTQ

God bless youtube!
Cheyenne Najee Nov 2014
my lips have cracked
and are crackling with spit
it is 12:20 AM and i've been home less than an hour
i saw a movie with my best friend
ate two cinnamon buns
but the pounding in my head will not subside
soon i will supernova
turn into a black hole
my gravity so strong that no light is let out from the inside--


has it already happened?
When will you be back
SIRI asked Swamy Downey

Going was he
For an Interstellar ride
In a spaceship
To find Unknown lands

I'll be back dear
Swamy Downey kissed her
By the time you forget me

NO
SIRI exclaimed
For Love runs through my veins*
Tears rolling down her eyes
To **Christopher Nolan** and his film *Interstellar*

Swamy Downey Vs SIRI - VI
ryn Oct 2014

will
you take
me into your
space...•cradle
me upon       the
sultry limbs      of
your        nebulous
grace•the expansive
arms of the universe,
where            peaceful
slumber awaits•your
poetry    laden comets,
bore      abundant love,
all towed     in freights•
gingerly drinking in the depth
of your face•seemingly blindfolded,
i'll tread each dark  crater•my head in
a swirl        of your  majestic         trace•
where        I would stumble         upon
V              a love ever so...             V
/     |    |   || \
(                              )
(   INTERSTELLAR   )
(                                    )
Cunning Linguist Mar 2014
I opened a door in the cosmos
and was swallowed, ensconced
by the darkness that followed.

Euphoric,
there you were
Phantasmagoric and sidereal;
I find I'm beside myself.

Come along and freefall with me
At the end of times
O'er the cliffs of nigh
We'll aspire to fire into spirals of nebulous unknown.
A companion to "Foxy space lady,"
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/546952/foxy-space-lady/

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