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The black hole’s emanations attempted to fill the gap in galactic  infiniteness as all spiraled down to its new beginnings while residual harmonic vibrations honed the forms of its becoming .

The insect’s hum buzzed harmoniously almost melodiously in  syncopated integrated vibrations as it flew across the room , out the door and into the night sky .

The ship’s deck rolled and pitched as hurricane weather smashed and  shattered its empty hull against the wooden dock .

The blazing core of the comet streaked across the sky as it decomposed  in the atmosphere and extinguished its self in the ocean .

The blazing light of innumerable suns chaotic radioactive glair was almost audible like sounds of distant campfires as the last bits of wood crackled into embers beneath the starry sky .
Space-cadetness
josh Dec 2011
Red hair...
Like a bright sunny glair...
You get drunk when we kiss...
I can't get enough of this...
I know there are plenty of girls in the world...
You must think I am absurd...
A relationship based on trust...
All I had to go off of was your word...
But that don't mean ****...
Because you legitimately gave up and quit...
You couldn't be leaving me for another guy...
Girl i'm just too fly...
But you don't like PDA...
And our so called relationship is TBA...
Could have just stayed with me, and i'd be okay...
But as fast as you came...
I will replace you...
You can't break a heard of stone...
Been down this road too many times...
I always end up alone...
But on top is where I remain...
I can't say I loved you...
But my feelings I cannot hide or contain...
You say you're sorry...
And we will still be friends...
Better a week than a year...
But i'll be damed if I agree...
Like a magician, I'm about to disappear...
Have no fear though...
You got your wish...
11:11 is the time...
Gold mother-******* fish...
Rony Joseph May 2010
Few witness the moon walking in silent, Sentiments of jubilee
Invasion of fear face the remembrance of time
Long and treacherous road  sinking the illusion of power.
Rejection of the known journey inside my heart
Spare the hands of a prophet writing within his boundaries
The breeze ride the wave inside a realm of love
Nails of steel pierced a divine body through a swirling wind
A rush of the light, the entitlement was given on a circle of twelve



Once the drums commence to follow the sounds of fire
Many hallucinations follow a silent prayer
The manhood crushed by a kiss of a concubine
Drink the glair in my eyes
The dusty road is fragile, but her smile was cut short
By the strong sense of forgiveness
Courage settled under the belly of the beast



Let go the fertility of your inner self
The music of mother land brought deliverance from evil
Rise up and claim the truth of passion
Nevertheless the emptiness of sadness
Gladly remedy the sinners solemnly
Nowadays the friendship of hands propose
To unveil the peace of the clouds
Return the fear to the skies with a promise of freedom




Rony Joseph all rights reserved 2010
Elihu Barachel Jan 2015
“The World as we know it”, a phrase so short and trite  
Is about to change, maybe over night  
-
Not a little here, not a little there  
The Whole World blows up, with a blinding glair  
-
The Book of Revelation, will shortly be fulfilled  
Watch in disbelief, many many will be killed  
-
There are a chosen few, the God of Abraham will seal  
Seal them in their foreheads, God’s Wrath they will not feel  
-
For the rest of you there is a Mark, a Mark in your right hand  
Take the Mark you’ll go to Hell, not the Promise Land
Simba Aug 2019
It's pouring out now
wondering how
it is on
the shore

Wishing I was smelling
the salt air
probably wouldn't be
such a bore

Walk on the beach
with only a glair
by myself wondering
why I was there

No one would be
on the sand
even if there were
two people
or
more than a
hundred

For the sands
Through The Hourglass
Are not the same
as they would be under
my feet

The sound of the Waves
crashing on the
shore
sound so much
better before

Take a deep breath
**** it all in
This trip will
be over
Another will begin

The sun is out now
this is how
my poem
will end

Simba
The black hole’s emanations attempted to fill the gap in galactic  infiniteness as all spiraled down to its new beginnings while residual harmonic vibrations honed the forms of its becoming .

The insect’s hum buzzed harmoniously almost melodiously in  syncopated integrated vibrations as it flew across the room , out the door and into the night sky .

The ship’s deck rolled and pitched as hurricane weather smashed and  shattered its empty hull against the wooden dock .

The blazing core of the comet streaked across the sky as it decomposed  in the atmosphere and extinguished its self in the ocean .

The blazing light of innumerable suns chaotic radioactive glair was almost audible like sounds of distant campfires as the last bits of wood crackled into embers beneath the starry sky .
Simba Oct 2019
It's pouring out now
wondering how
it is on
the shore

Wishing I was smelling
the salt air
probably wouldn't be
such a bore

Walk on the beach
with only a glair
by myself wondering
why I was there

No one would be
on the sand
even if there were
two people
or
more than a
hundred

For the sands
Through The Hourglass
Are not the same
as they would be under
my feet

The sound of the Waves
crashing on the
shore
sound so much
better before

Take a deep breath
**** it all in
This trip will
be over
Another will begin

The sun is out now
this is how
my poem
will end

Simba

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