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The Big Bang
In the beginning, there was nothing No space, no time, no matter, no light Only a tiny point of infinite density and energy Waiting to explode with a mighty might Then, in a fraction of a second The point burst into a fiery ball Expanding faster than the speed of light Creating space and time and all The ball was hot and dense and chaotic Filled with quarks and gluons and photons But as it cooled and stretched and grew It formed protons and neutrons and electrons The first atoms were born in the darkness Hydrogen and helium, the lightest ones They clumped together by gravity Forming stars and galaxies and suns The stars were nuclear furnaces Fusing elements in their cores They made carbon and oxygen and iron And many more elements galore Some stars died in supernova explosions Spewing their guts across the sky Enriching the interstellar medium With the seeds of new stars and planets and life Our solar system was one of those seeds A cloud of dust and gas and ice It collapsed and flattened and spun around Shaping the sun and the earth and their satellites The earth was a molten rock at first Bombarded by asteroids and comets But it cooled and formed a crust and an atmosphere And oceans and continents and climates The oceans were the cradle of life Where molecules became cells and cells became creatures They evolved and diversified and adapted Developing senses and brains and features Some creatures left the water for the land And some took to the air with wings They formed plants and animals and fungi And insects and reptiles and mammals and birds and human beings We are the children of the Big Bang The latest chapter in the cosmic story We are made of stardust and we are alive We can wonder and learn and explore and create and glory We are not alone in this vast universe There are countless worlds and stars and galaxies We don't know if there is other life out there But we hope and dream and search and listen and see The Big Bang is not the end, but the beginning The universe is still expanding and changing and growing We don't know what the future holds for us But we are part of it and we are going and flowing
By Sandeep Kumar 3 years ago in Poets
Frozen
I feel frozen in this moment Time has stopped and nothing moves I'm trapped in a crystal of ice That reflects the light but blocks the warmth I feel frozen in this place I can't escape and no one comes I'm surrounded by a wall of snow That muffles the sound but amplifies the silence I feel frozen in this state I can't change and nothing grows I'm stuck in a cycle of frost That preserves the past but prevents the future I feel frozen in this life I can't live and no one knows I'm buried under a layer of cold That shields the pain but numbs the joy I feel frozen in this world I can't breathe and nothing flows I'm lost in a sea of ice That mirrors the sky but hides the depth I want to be thawed from this moment I want to feel the pulse of time I want to break the crystal of ice That imprisons me in a frozen lie I want to be thawed from this place I want to see the world outside I want to melt the wall of snow That isolates me in a frozen land I want to be thawed from this state I want to embrace the chance to grow I want to end the cycle of frost That stagnates me in a frozen dream I want to be thawed from this life I want to share the gift of love I want to shed the layer of cold That suffocates me in a frozen heart I want to be thawed from this world I want to dive into the depths of life I want to swim in the sea of ice That reveals the beauty of a frozen soul ```
By Sandeep Kumar 3 years ago in Poets
𝕬 𝕿ête-à-𝕿ête 𝖂ith 𝕹ature !
𝕬midst those valleys of windflowers umpteen and,𝕭etween those boudoirs of bucolic scenes𝕮almly lain is my “La Grange" serene 𝕯ressed so green ; all decked to be redeemed …it’s there…where…𝕰xquisite in splendors casts surreptitiousness supreme 𝕱or in that silence, I read of that, which is unforeseen 𝕲oing as far and as it c'd be totally weened…𝕳eavenly—unto which, such sacredness convenes, and where…𝕴n faintest whispers cedars sing…𝕵ust on course, a tender tendril comes swishing in; 𝕶issing humming hopes over those enchanted rings𝕷ying here and there, are trails of celestial screens𝕸arvelous as beyond , nobody’s seen…𝕹ot as far over those seas of bluebonnets terrine,𝕺, Originating from plummets in tides of deep-blues over sea- greens, and 𝕻ristine is peace lingering over those regaling themes…𝕼uintessential it is to any reapers’ glean,𝕽idden in faint fragrances, there’s acharm in each dwelling, 𝕾liding with the winds, raptured over swaying strings, ‘𝕿was on point, beholding magical themes —from this land to that turf of glistening gleams,𝖀shering graces lain across in early spring𝖁enturing further on, 𝖂ith primroses and horsemints lain across every scene,𝖃-traordinary, 𝖄et, as yonder’s, 𝖅enith, O! so pristine!
By Madhu Goteti 3 years ago in Poets
Princess Of Whales
There appears to be a modicum of uncertainty intertwined with your query. Presently, there exists no widely acknowledged designation akin to "Princess of Whale." However, if the nexus of your curiosity was to glean insights into the Princess of Wales, permit me to proffer a fascinating nugget about one of the most illustrious Princesses of Wales, Princess Diana.
By Scott Lewis3 years ago in Poets
