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Mystic Ink Plus Feb 2018
If only,
we do our part of duty
righteously

Earth is
the best place to be.
Genre: Peace
Theme: Cold War
Rachel Feb 2018
Her hips are the sun
Planets rotating around her axis
     falling off into black holes
         each time she loses Herself in those dark orbs
Those cursed humanoid black holes
That **** in her planets
Leaving nothing but a dying sun
But soon that is gone too
Leaving nothing but particles of stars
Thoughts never formed into words
But sung about
In other men's poetry
Creating worlds and words she spoke
That never existed in the first place
The Galaxy Woman
The myth that plays chords in men's delirious fantasies
nick armbrister Feb 2018
RAGING EARTH



If we could look at the earth in a few thousand years from now,

we would see a nightmare vision. A planet ravaged by massive ice flows,

poisonous radiation storms and acidic oceans.

A naive mankind has done this. Now man has gone underground, far below

the poison and the cold.

It will be ten thousand years before he ventures forth again. Now he lives in

huge caverns using the heat of the earth for warmth. He has built massive

cities underground built of crystal and minerals.

He has forgotten what it feels like to walk in the sun or to swim in the sea,

these are only the memories of a raging, shattered world.
Mary K Jan 2018
There’s nothing but dark water in every direction
Reflecting the night sky
In all its brilliant display of power.
The thing is that you look at the stars
And admire their beauty,
You sit there and you wait and you hope to see a shooting star
So you can make a wish that will probably never come true
And even if it does
The stars didn’t have anything to do with it,
They’re just flaming ***** of lifeless rock
Without care for human life.
The universe,
In all its glory
Sprawled out up towards the heavens
Is too big for anything to ever matter
But I never realized that before.
It’s not something to ponder
The stars aren’t there so that some measly humans
On a tiny planet
In a galaxy in the middle of nowhere
Can try to make sense out of it.
There is nothing flowery
About the stars in the sky,
There is no meaning there
Except that there is no meaning anywhere.

Why is that so hard for me to get through my head, then
As I stare out in wonder
The smell of salt water filling my nose
The warm breeze of summer enveloping me
My mind staring into the sky and searching to find a place to call home among the stars.
But there’s nothing there,
There never will be anything there.
I know now that the light I see is expired light,
Hundreds, thousands, millions of years old.
My humanity just can’t stand up to that kind of time,
And so I can’t force it to try.
Just some thoughts
Hunter Taylor Jan 2018
Socialized at birth,
We are taught to have it all,
That humans are king, as powerful as God,
But with this state of mind,
We are surely to fall,
It's only when you open your eyes,
You see we are everything, and nothing at all.
A leaf on a tree is just the same,
We all come from dust,
Stop living in vain.
We have to realize as humans, that we have no more importance than any other creature or living thing on this planet. I used a leaf as an example to really emphasize the importance of this idea. We all live on this planet together, we all depend on the health of this planet in the same way. As humans, however, We have a self proclaimed sense importance that leads us to negatively affect everything around us; This can be seen clearly through the unhealthy human behavior of pollution, deforestation, etc. I can say with confidence, however, that everyday people are not entirely responsible for these acts. The wood that fuels the fire, is money and greed, not at all hidden by large corporations that disregard anything and everything to obtain power. Now the sad realization is that these very corporations control our lives by only handing out enough money to live within their grasp and without power. It's with this lack of power in which we believe that we can do nothing at all, except live how we are told, but together we can make a difference.... Together we can change it all.
ren Jan 2018
that place you see
only when the lights
go out.
when the absence of everything
drives desire
and paradise,

let that be
the thing you see
when the lights
come on.
nanda Dec 2017
planets of all colors and sizes
floating on an endless universe
of mystic dust
and rainbow smoke

angels fly
from planet to planet
watching for the living
caring for their order

suns all around
distant but present
shining their lights
flickering in the night

one stands proud in the middle
the Sun of suns
the king of the universe
strong and powerful

it is a lovely world
a fantasy made up
watched and warded
but the lurking man

he plans carefully
outlines every detail
he paints the smiles
he writes the lies

he is a clever one
i must admit
everything plays out as his says
he is an award-worthy director

the lurking man stands above
we are standing on his palm
blindfolded, unaware
complete fools

he paints a beautiful scenery
he is the architect of paradise
he even lets us believe
that there is a greater power than him

you see,
the lurking man is a liar
and a cheat
he is a trickster
and a fraud
he hides in the shadows
planning his next move
creating a demise
waiting for the right moment
to strike

and it scares me sometimes
it keeps me up at night
how he is able to portray
such real dreams
into my own mind
and how one of this days
he will finally attack
inspired by a mandala i have in my bedroom door
Eleanor Rigby Dec 2017
Between you
And me
There is magnet
You are a star
I am a planet.


-- Eleanor
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