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#supernova
to give yourself fully without reserve stardust supernova -eternal love.
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Jan 17
Jan 17, 2026 at 11:09 AM UTC
10w stardust supernova
Women can be men Men can be women People can be people We didn’t write the feeling... Stars can be supernovas Meaning can be mending And paintings can bend And walls can return... And shapes of architecture become earth Lovers can be lovers Leavers can believe us Lights, camera, action, order, disorder Dysphoria, euphoria Academia, abracadabra The moon, *** sun and laughter Instantaneousness Osmosis Fear, friction, distance, pure bliss Bubble toting aqua world Top this... Freedom, collaboration Emancipation, cognification Celebration... Millenniums of us saving, changing... What we actually are eventually... One surging sway of soul-light soldered angels Morphing from an oceanic abyss…
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Aug 20, 2025
Aug 20, 2025 at 6:59 PM UTC
Spacelings
sometimes your heart stretches its seams and you have to pour it all out before it bursts. i can feel it now… but i take the sharpened end of my pencil tip and i pierce a hole in my heart so that i do not explode and then implode again like a supernova, then a black hole, crushing in on myself. but i take that pencil tip and i slip it through the hole until it is all crimson dripping, perfect! now i can write all of it write it all out so that i never overfill again. oh no. it does not erase.
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Dec 17, 2024
Dec 17, 2024 at 9:23 PM UTC
oh no
be strong as a supernova they say, glow bright, excel through the endless night, yet, even stars, in their final hour, fade into murk, losing their radiancy. replaced by the suns power.
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Dec 13, 2024
Dec 13, 2024 at 12:56 PM UTC
“rest after the night”
In a dream I was sitting on the grass at night hands splayed behind me to support my weight I looked up, staring at the same old constellation until one star at the edge fractured a few pieces brightly trailing down and then everything exploded a nebula bloomed to take up a piece of the sky celestial green with an aura pulsing outward in waves as if calling me to another edge of the universe I tried to film it zooming in and the layers kept going detail upon detail depth upon depth now sitting in my bed, I'm wondering what it all means.
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Sep 28, 2024
Sep 28, 2024 at 1:21 AM UTC
Awesome Supernova
Dostoyevsky said, “your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing.” I've felt rage seething in my chest for as long as I can remember. I've felt as his talons ripped open my sternum, digging for a place to call home. this rage has nestled deep into my ribcage, devouring my will to survive while carelessly residing within my nightmares. I've surrendered to this forsaken depression fury has vacated deep in the confines of my irises - despite witnessing myself across grey-tinted glasses; a smoldering storm rippling miasma throughout my body, manipulating my hands into a devout pyromaniac; suffocating every chance to heal. I've known nothing but bitterness congesting my heart. My dreams were burdened dreadfully with the stench of wrath. it mutilated my arms; burrowing into capillaries, and asphyxiating my habit to vanish. This incessant sin I've endured has brought me to my knees, existing only to ***** out my ability to be a mortal in an unforgiving universe. I am not a cosmic metaphor, the iron residing underneath my skin has become impenetrable. I am adorned with stillness while this betrayal has bloomed into a supernova. the things in which I lack have ignited into an endlessly violent explosion - Atomizing my bones, swirling stardust into a forlorn emptiness. A world that was held by the unfaltering resistance I persevered against, it has ravaged my memories, my moribund existence trembled; shivering from the growl of the recoil - the remnants of creation kissed abysmal lips within the faraway distance of a boundless abyss, raining tears for the last time as the destruction leaves a life void of meaning. The last words ever heard in this universe spoke softly as if to lull the existential bereft into a long hiatus - "This was all for nothing, just as destitute as this vacant nothingness, human life is ill-fated to be star-crossed and powerless."
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Sep 25, 2024
Sep 25, 2024 at 6:51 PM UTC
Cosmic Metaphor
Dostoyevsky said, “your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing.” I've felt rage seething in my chest for as long as I can remember. I've felt as his talons ripped open my sternum, digging for a place to call home. this rage has nestled deep into my ribcage, devouring my will to survive while carelessly residing within my nightmares. I've surrendered to this forsaken depression fury has vacated deep in the confines of my irises - despite witnessing myself across grey-tinted glasses; a smoldering storm rippling miasma throughout my body, manipulating my hands into a devout pyromaniac; suffocating every chance to heal. I've known nothing but bitterness congesting my heart. My dreams were burdened dreadfully with the stench of wrath. it mutilated my arms; burrowing into capillaries, and asphyxiating my habit to vanish. This incessant sin I've endured has brought me to my knees, existing only to ***** out my ability to be a mortal in an unforgiving universe. I am not a cosmic metaphor, the iron residing underneath my skin has become impenetrable. I am adorned with stillness while this betrayal has bloomed into a supernova. the things in which I lack have ignited into an endlessly violent explosion - Atomizing my bones, swirling stardust into a forlorn emptiness. A world that was held by the unfaltering resistance I persevered against, it has ravaged my memories, my moribund existence trembled; shivering from the growl of the recoil - the remnants of creation kissed abysmal lips within the faraway distance of a boundless abyss, raining tears for the last time as the destruction leaves a life void of meaning. The last words ever heard in this universe spoke softly as if to lull the existential bereft into a long hiatus - "This was all for nothing, just as destitute as this vacant nothingness, human life is ill-fated to be star-crossed and powerless."
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just like a star being lost to a supernova beautiful, destructive one last memory...
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Jan 14, 2021
Jan 14, 2021 at 2:22 PM UTC
Supernova
there is a supernova that resides in your eyes; on the cusp of exploding, waiting to shower everything with the light you hold within; soon, the galaxies and all the stars will be aflame with the spark of your soul.
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Dec 3, 2020
Dec 3, 2020 at 7:07 PM UTC
you could become my whole world, for better or for worse
She lives in beauty Though she may live with it she knows not of it Just as the fish of the sea filtering oxygen from the waters knows not that the water its in, is consequently the air it breaths. She lives in beauty nonetheless amusing all who see it and cherish it to their deaths. Through her youth the bounty is time and possibly a gaze that she may bestow you with profoundly. If her gaze had never fallen upon myself I would have no words to share nor reasons for care as without the sight of her eyes on my mind I wouldn't have the slightest knowledge of beauty nor time. She lives in beauty just as the aspens trees of Colorado glowing in their bright yellow fall coats Our love is a tree which stands solemnly. What grew from a seed took off exponentially, and flourished magnanimously creating from within its own awning of protection, providing shade and comfort to all who may pass. Though time dwindles and autumns rough breezes and cold winter nights nears, the flurry of winds brushes debris and leaves from the tree tumultuously. Standing prostrate and naked the timber appears to be desolate, austere and bleak. But were it not for our sun and its ultraviolet rays to send warmth and divinity assembling from within the sugars from its cache and photosynthesis taking place in its stems to muster up all the energy to grow anew. And like once before the tree stands in all its glory preened in green sharing the love between all living things absorbing the carbon dioxide we exhale and blessing us all with the very thing that enables us to survive. From mornings first light to nights last second of twilight does her beauty shine bright as a supernova burgeoning. Alight from the mountains she wistfully wastes no time waiting, instead she's actively demonstrating integrity and what it takes to be in solidarity with all around her. Mirrored flame to cherish her colour Embellishing our moments together forever my lover Our days turn to nights filled with more than laughter and as sure as her beauty shines bright her love is pure to my delight as she lives in beauty
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May 5, 2022
May 5, 2022 at 8:58 AM UTC
She Lives In Beauty
She lives in beauty Though she may live with it she knows not of it Just as the fish of the sea filtering oxygen from the waters knows not that the water its in, is consequently the air it breaths. She lives in beauty nonetheless amusing all who see it and cherish it to their deaths. Through her youth the bounty is time and possibly a gaze that she may bestow you with profoundly. If her gaze had never fallen upon myself I would have no words to share nor reasons for care as without the sight of her eyes on my mind I wouldn't have the slightest knowledge of beauty nor time. She lives in beauty just as the aspens trees of Colorado glowing in their bright yellow fall coats Our love is a tree which stands solemnly. What grew from a seed took off exponentially, and flourished magnanimously creating from within its own awning of protection, providing shade and comfort to all who may pass. Though time dwindles and autumns rough breezes and cold winter nights nears, the flurry of winds brushes debris and leaves from the tree tumultuously. Standing prostrate and naked the timber appears to be desolate, austere and bleak. But were it not for our sun and its ultraviolet rays to send warmth and divinity assembling from within the sugars from its cache and photosynthesis taking place in its stems to muster up all the energy to grow anew. And like once before the tree stands in all its glory preened in green sharing the love between all living things absorbing the carbon dioxide we exhale and blessing us all with the very thing that enables us to survive. From mornings first light to nights last second of twilight does her beauty shine bright as a supernova burgeoning. Alight from the mountains she wistfully wastes no time waiting, instead she's actively demonstrating integrity and what it takes to be in solidarity with all around her. Mirrored flame to cherish her colour Embellishing our moments together forever my lover Our days turn to nights filled with more than laughter and as sure as her beauty shines bright her love is pure to my delight as she lives in beauty
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Even the stars don't last forever Who was I to think we would?
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Oct 23, 2020
Oct 23, 2020 at 8:42 PM UTC
Supernova
you were my supernova, - and i your sunset queen.
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Oct 17, 2020
Oct 17, 2020 at 10:47 AM UTC
supernova
The sands of time rest deeply between my toes The night sky unchanged, even as I step into the next day A shooting star in my world, taking a lifetime of breathes just to cross the sky But you were one that shouldn't have existed within my space A supernova in a place of long days and low tide You found me, kissed me, begged me and left me before the tear could even leave my eye. With such force, you sped past like a rushing wind Leaving my hair torn across my face in the wake of your absence And my hands shivering out of lack of warmth that I don’t remember having known Should I apologize for not being able to match your passionate pace of life, Or resent the cosmos for letting two very different beings cross paths? Still I hope that my voice reaches you, journeying many years in the swirls of space, till it whispers in your ear I want you to know that I am as I always was, traversing the shore, watching the stars though my gaze searches a bit harder than before In hopes that a ghostly glimmer of your presence still lingers
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Aug 2, 2020
Aug 2, 2020 at 1:32 AM UTC
I am as I always was
I'm the Big Dog—VY Canis Majoris in the Big Dog constellation that's why you still adore us . Howling loudly—I'm a star! Among the biggest known to man Distinctly visible from afar so don't look for me at Cannes! . I'm an interstella' fella red hypergiant pulsating fireball which drives the ladies mad! . Living large in the Milky Way G I'm bright and sizzlin' hot as can be Full of soul, a potential black hole So move it on ova' while I supernova! © 2020 Mark Toney.  All rights reserved.
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Jul 1, 2020
Jul 1, 2020 at 11:57 AM UTC
Big Dog
you told me, of all the stars in the galaxy i was the brightest i only believed you when i was the first to explode
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May 13, 2020
May 13, 2020 at 4:08 AM UTC
no. 4 (supernova)
Just like a supernova we had to explode our massive admiration had come to an end of its beautiful life span & our nova was brighter than any other cosmic event enhanced with lilac and bluish hydrogen colors so enormous, making it look like a whole new galaxy but like all massive stars we turned into a black hole swallowing every star coming in our way and as much of a mystery we will remain as much of a apocalypse we will stay and maybe if the milky way would've been closer to our collision we could've been a celestial ellipse in a universe filled with endless stars and as typical for a black hole, space and time collapse when we touch the event horizon and we become one magical unexplainable element with each other so powerful that when time slows down there won't be any other thought than your silhouette dancing from one star to another catching the last remaining particles of love rotating around our supermassive black hole
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Apr 10, 2020
Apr 10, 2020 at 5:32 PM UTC
Supernova
Orion's shoulder is dimmer now, And I await a cosmic funeral; For a beauty that is born of death, And is every breath a miracle- Delights me. And Nature's diadem- That I swear my allegiance to, Thus makes me wonder How in myriad flavors, comes beauty; Like the sight of your love from afar, The warmth of falling tears, the twinkle, Or the death of a glorious star- That once boldly shone; But as a graveless corpse now rests In the void, alone.
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Jan 18, 2020
Jan 18, 2020 at 3:48 PM UTC
Betelgeuse
It was one sentence That I read. It reduced me to tears I wanted to scream And laugh, Because there is hope after all.
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Dec 20, 2019
Dec 20, 2019 at 12:08 AM UTC
Supernova
yes. I want to thank each of the stars and all of the galaxies for letting me have you in my life because with you, I shine brighter than the brightest supernova
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Aug 16, 2019
Aug 16, 2019 at 4:48 PM UTC
Supernova
We are stars wrapped in skin, a universe in ecstatic motion that has a heart pulsating like a supernova and eyes made of stardust that shines bright in the darkness. Thoughts like candlelights, flickering on and off. So protect your light, protect your flame from the ice of others. Let it burn, let it burn brighter Let it burn, from within till it’s out. Let your light shine, whatever form it maybe.
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Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 2:23 PM UTC
We are stars wrapped in skin
i want to touch you and feel you close to me i want to dive deep into your eyes and into your soul i want to come near you and tell you how much i adore you how i adore you and the way you shine in contrast to the dark sky enveloping us all the time i want to love you but i can't i can't love you when all eyes are watching from all corners of the earth i can't love you when all the other stars shine brighter than me i can't love you not when it means that to love you would mean to come near you once we collide there's no turning back as beautiful as an explosion that we may be, i'm scared to lose myself just trying to love you
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Jul 7, 2019
Jul 7, 2019 at 8:20 AM UTC
collision