Billions Poems

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We Are The Ancients

We Are The Ancients prose poem

The Fermi Paradox: Where is everyone? The Universe is nearly 14 billion years old say those in the know. Enough time to populate our galaxy they say! But is this really so? The elements in our bodies were created in

Poems containing references to : Billions

You Matter

You Matter short poem

You look up at the night sky with those sad, swollen eyes of yours. Closing your hands, you place them over your heart, and you tilt your head up towards the stars. There’s so many of them. You observe an

Reincarnation

Reincarnation sonnet poems

My bafflement forces my day to waste, Shall I for them or for my eyes alone Or for a purpose yet abstruse, go on – Another serving of this bitter taste? Yes sinner I am trying to be chaste, fixated,

Declaration of love

Declaration of love short poem

It’s no secret, The love you had for me. Go ahead admit it! I need to hear it, I’ll forget, But in this moment, I wish for you to say it. Had a couple of rough years, latest challenge, I’m

Messi!!

Messi!! short poem

The heartbeat of millions I am sorry! BILLIONS His name is Lionel Andreas Messi The messiah of football I am sure that he is known to you all And the ‘MESSI ERA’ shall never fall His 360 is unbeatable His

Lost Somewhere

Lost Somewhere short poem

Walking with a heavy heart Am I moving from future to past? Those happy colours of life Are they being discoloured by continuos strives? Those frank laughs and talks And those innocent smiles and all Have they become just a

Rural Encounter

Rural Encounter short poem

You get on those farmland roads and go hammer down the essence of America freaking out the visitors and immigrants so much empty space with roads sticking into it like acupuncture on a cloud that need for speed thrilling the

Cigarette – Messenger Of Death

Cigarette   Messenger Of Death long poem

Introduction: It comes in a small cylinder of white rolled cover, a-four-inch-processed-tobacco- leaves, which becomes very active from slow and low combustion sustained by heat. Call it cigarette- maybe cigar-spit tobacco, perhaps, hookahs, menthol, bidis, clove or kreteks, probably, shisha

Corruption

Corruption sonnet poems

The world’s new code of conduct Misusing of office protocols to suit one’s taste Stocking stolen billions in banks and calling it your hard earned money A sweet temptation destroys people’s integrity is it’s goal Causing poverty as you milk

One Planet Many Worlds.

One Planet Many Worlds. prose poem

Earth is home for billions of us, we live on one planet, we all call it home. None of us, however, live in the same world. The worlds we live in are as varied as the people that inhabit them.

The Grand Experiment

The Grand Experiment prose poem

It was conducted on a global scale, taking billions of years in local space time. Mere moments in the time of the Initiators. Their quantum computers able to crunch numbers beyond human comprehension. The simulation experiment would be run in

Surviving Attention

Surviving Attention short poem

She’ll only dance as long as you don’t watch her a heavenly symmetry in the distance between elbows, knees. Gravity is only a suggestion while she progresses through nameless steps, her unplucked body stepping across thresholds billions of sisters have

The Imitation Sounds-their Sounds

The Imitation Sounds their Sounds long poem

The Imitation Sounds- Their Sounds: Like lion he roars, growls like a male tiger warning intruder or a bear on prowl for vengeance. He gibbers like an ape, chatter as a monkey, screams like a chimpanzee. Do you bark like

Dreams What Do They Mean

Dreams What Do They Mean prose poem

Have you ever dreamed you could fly with no limit to how high? Or dreamed you could outswim any fish, do what you wish? Maybe a dream where you though you had control, in those you must be careful you

Prince Of Peace

Prince Of Peace prose poem

He came to serve and not to be served But billions of people stand to serve Him He was not an orator But He spoke concepts that were never spoken He has come with no credentials But become incredible credential

Humans Must Be Crazy.

Humans Must Be Crazy. prose poem

Our race against extinction. We all come from the same cradle. Though we think ourselves mature. Our childish and petty ways are truly obscene. We are products of our environment, fine tuned to fit the scene. Some are black with

Perspective And The Journey.

Perspective And The Journey. prose poem

Our Universe is unimaginably large. Tendrils of galaxies spreading out in every direction as far as the eye can see. Hundreds of millions in every direction. Some estimates suggest there could be 500 billion galaxies in our universe. Each galaxy

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Now I Can

Now I Can short poem

I thought everything is forever lost, all my feelings buried and gone. I must have been cursed, I thought I never find what I desire the most. My broken heart was beating in vain, I knew I never be the

My Happiness Is My Confidant

My Happiness Is My Confidant short poem

I found this “Happiness” A bit, a while ago My mornings became brighter And nights more poetic Though my past days were happy There was something missing I dig deeper to know me But in vain it went for years

Few Moments Of Fame

Few Moments Of Fame short poem

A word amidst verses, Coming to life briefly When the reader leases His mind and time solely. That moment of glory, Is transient like you; An unknown for many Very common for few. Alone it’s no meaning, A tale not

Less To Worry About

Less To Worry About short poem

the day seems to be a little brighter the old smile i can feel returning to my face. the sun is orange. and not darkened over by my lack of self worth. the caterpillars that were in my stomach, turned

Chasing The Shadow

Chasing The Shadow short poem

Drowned in unclogged arteries: thoughts. I am going to release a swarm of bees. It was your dark hour. A father sits outside your body to collect the stings. A restive finger on a blue gun invites the ghosts to

My Love

My Love long poem

My love I saw you and my mind changed I lost words right in your eyes Found love in your eyes You completely turned my words of hatred to that of love You’re my foreign land because every time I

This Morning

This Morning prose poem

This morning I awoke, You were the first thing on My mind: You were the sunrise Spreading your golden rays Across the sky. This morning I woke up You were the fresh rose In my garden Your tender petals blowing

The Gift Of You

The Gift Of You prose poem

I haven’t been able to sleep. What you said, perhaps just offhandedly, perhaps not really caring at all, has me wide awake lost in those silly impossible dreams and longings that overtake my being so often. You cannot know how

Time…a Watchman

Time…a Watchman short poem

Never being late, Never being fast, Never being slept, performs a watchman’s task, Keeps its sharp eyes on everybody, Works hour can’t be stop by anybody, I usually ask myself, doesn’t he feel tired? He replied; if it would be

Honour The God Gifted Life

Honour The God Gifted Life short poem

Today under the lamp light, My ambitions are glowing bright, When everyone is visiting their dreams, I struggle to settle among the creams, With smoke and shadow as my close friend, I am ready to give any hardship to lend,

In Reverse

In Reverse short poem

Just unbound, the death rate. Red roses had no qualms. Numbers, unapologetic, they die or commit suicide. Death had no tombs. One by one they cross the stream, sinking half, floating half in a cynic system, heedless, emaciated, eyes looking

A Cambridge Lamentation

A Cambridge Lamentation elegy

This place is always a little lonely At the weekends…no noise and life; I like solitude, But not in places Where there’s recently been A lot of people. Reclusiveness protects you From nostalgia, And you can be as nostalgic In

The Letter

The Letter short poem

Mum, if you this letter read I beg you, let your heart not bleed I did not weather storm of night And blackness now has dimmed my light But give to me your loving smile For I’ll be gone, for

Come No Closer!

Come No Closer! short poem

Stop! — don’t! — I need not your help. Don’t look down I do care for myself. Just go! — Left me alone If you will have no care Just let myself be prone. I will have no wonder If

They Were Once With Us

They Were Once With Us short poem

Like rains in spring they came to us A blessing they were to us Like extra-terrestrials we treated them Not knowing that all they wanted was to help We always turned our backs on them Our right hand they were

Hyenas and Lions

Hyenas and Lions short poem

When I found you you were in a position of weakness you were walking with your tail between your legs you were broken Yea, I noticed Kind of surprised You see I figured it best we not talk about your

CHIMERA

CHIMERA short poem

Destiny etches our lives and draws its pictures, we are but portraits placed in its layout… Strange are the ways of fate; when all is lived  and seen, when the path to be trod, has been decided and chosen then,

Greatest Treasure

Greatest Treasure short poem

It’s not the wealth Which could give you pleasures. That would be worldly. It’s not a job Which could make you satisfied, That would be just a living. People come and go. Some hold dear to heart, Rest are worth

African Child Day

African Child Day short poem

I’m born African In the sands of Kalahari, the jungles of Southern Africa In the wonders of Nyanga In the heat of Savanna I’m born African. I bear the title of them born and raised In the sands that I

Nothing More And Nothing Less

Nothing More And Nothing Less short poem

I am awake on my bed but I did not even sleep last night because of my broken heart that bleeds all night. What can the preacher preach that the teacher did not teach as I reach for greater heights

The Artist

The Artist short poem

There are no haunted places, Just people haunted by pasts and presents. There is nothing not worth expressing, For no one has lived without falling. Not everyone can dream so celestial, For most people’s understanding is but elliptical. Not everyone

Mums Birthday Wishes

Mums Birthday Wishes short poem

Another year has passed you are not here In this life, A loving mother, nainy & Devoted wife. 19th December was to celebrate your birth Only memories are left of your time on this earth In life what you longed

Values To Stay

Values To Stay short poem

Used stamp collecting of childhood days didn’t cost much. The knowledge revealed lasted for the lifetime. What happened to the electric car? Its picture was on a stamp postmarked 1917. Pictures on stamps reveal what and where. Much geography is