#stellar
Woe to the being
in its brilliance ever illuminating,
ever since it was brought out to this world
full of wonders
—you might’ve thought as such, at first—
to your initial senses
just born into the earth.
Stellar you are, and they regarded you such at first,
but considered as a constellation baffling,
soon after, thus celestial, irritating
to their perception
—belonging to none
of the earth; heathen you’ve been,
and so that’s why, I see,
you’re deemed a heretic.
Looking around,
you walk on the heaven’s arc
painted in all its auroral glory,
wondering,
ever yearning
for the only answer they might give you someday:
to which stars
the people of the earth
give their praises so pristine.
Aug 24, 2020
Aug 24, 2020 at 2:12 PM UTC
You say I'm golden
I say, "that's a lie."
I'm sun-dappled at most
Yet you still smile
In the shadows of my light.
My bad moods loom, solstice
Too often, I ache for heat.
Still, you speak of my radiance
When I feel like a garish Vegas effigy.
In the end, though
I'll let your illusions be.
But, love
Even if you think I'm light's zenith
Being your star
Is enough for me.
Oct 16, 2018
Oct 16, 2018 at 1:13 PM UTC
Falling, not fallen
She was no man’s
But a nomad
She was the comet
Finally caught
In His gravity
Her celestial body
Lured beneath
Her stellar sails
By a solar flare
Lowering anchor
Sep 18, 2017
Sep 18, 2017 at 11:32 AM UTC
-the stars
-the moon
-the galaxy
-other galaxies
-the insignificance of humans
-life&death
-the concept of time
-the possibility of other dimensions
-your laugh and the way your eyes crinkle at the corner
Aug 28, 2017
Aug 28, 2017 at 6:44 PM UTC
You make me believe that I am made of stardust.
That starlight is trapped behind the glossy spheres of my eyes.
That there are a million galaxies in the curve of my fingertips.
That a myriad of collapsing stars smatters my cheekbones and the bridge of my nose like freckles.
That my mind is a complex web of constellations, of which you have memorized every star.
You make me believe that I am a cosmic masterpiece, of both dark matter and light.
You make me believe that I am a celestial mystery, the Last Frontier, hiding so much among Suns and black holes and eclipses, and you were the only one who dared to look up.
Aug 21, 2016
Aug 21, 2016 at 4:44 PM UTC
i.
Mine love and I art stellar,
We cometh from an open
Window; through the here-
After's crystalline propeller.
ii.
Mine lass is pure, she
Passed from an ancient
Door, one of cherubic
Amour', O' almighty
God; thou hast sent
A rod of electrical
grandeur.
iii.
Whilst the sod neath
Me and Jane's feet shalt
Cook to a swelter; and the
Globe explodes with demonic
Soul's into satanic shelter's, and
Whilst humans killeth, stealeth,
Driveth out; and thus plunder.
Me and mine consort earl-jane
Sardua-nagley, shalt be secured
And endureth, the spell that the
Globe's under.
©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley ( Filipino rose) dedicated
Dec 6, 2015
Dec 6, 2015 at 3:43 PM UTC
I remember when I first looked at you
The sky was once blue
till dusk came and it was pitch black
I was at a nearby shack
I learned about you on a Monday
since then, I waited for you everyday
As my eyes ponder upon your luminosity
and at your breath taking beauty
the moment of epiphany came
telling me you wont forever be aflame
you'll one day be a supernova
and be prettier than a mariposa
Then you'll slowly fade into darkness
leaving me here, helpless
I wonder why must you go
why must you're entirety blow
Does everything that glow
put on such a mesmerizing show
that'll end sooner than you've ever known
You came crashing down to me
as beautiful as you can be
but they once told me
you're already dead
so now I lie in bed
crying more tears than I've ever shed
Aug 31, 2015
Aug 31, 2015 at 9:08 AM UTC
who is stellar notions?
if only I knew
full of rapid emotions
just as angry as you
riding black oceans
with no land in view
I'll just keep my devotions
as a secret
or two
Jul 9, 2015
Jul 9, 2015 at 7:29 PM UTC
A burning star, her pyrotechnics
arrested him, with her he resonates,
he too is in fire, by this affair
though fully aware of his folly,
he could do nothing except hopelessly
falling for her fatal allure.
Legion of lovers, once adored her
but none left now, she beams only at him,
is it gratitude, or enlightenment, at last?
Fading celestial pulchritude, he feels
too had so much gravitational pull.
A supernova she is, a majestic celestial
no words could describe, her
even in this moment of tragic burst,
the whole galaxy has gone dark
on her splendor, though for a while.
A nebula, all gas he is,being in love with her
though while she is embracing death
will make him aware of his own immortality,
prepare for an incarnation, in the womb of space.
"All star material one day will be spewed,
mineral dust in the interstellar loneliness,
from that planets and beings get incarnated"
The moment of zen, sings in them a resonant tune.
Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 8:40 AM UTC
stellar death is tragic
yet beautiful, bewitching
as it leads to
exquisite, opulent life
a miniature creature
who begins existence
with little capacity
but in time
blossoms triumphantly
never lacking obstacles
along its path
without death
there is no life
without destruction
there is no splendor
without mother
there is no child
complementary conflicts
opposing energies
illuminate the glory that
is life as we know
and life as we don't
Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 1:51 AM UTC
My lust
Was found living
At the end of your leash
Leaving me to wonder
if I was ever free
I needed you
And you used me
But I screamed I loved it
And let you be
Shards of glass on the floor
I swear to god I love you more
With every knife you'd twisted and tore
Its the pain you give me I adore
Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 9:38 PM UTC
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.
Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 10:45 AM UTC
if we're made up of
atoms and particles of past stars
then surely,
I should feel celestial
like you do.
May 5, 2014
May 5, 2014 at 8:23 AM UTC