Serene spherical story semblance
Tripled times till tomorrow’s topics
Amused amid archaic amazements
Descrying demeanors during drudges
Of omens omitted over one’s own opinions
Bricks, broken bones, brine bonkers
Love lasts long lest laden, lavish lies
Haggard, hindered hearts’ hurting
Nattering nouns; nine nuances
Papery production paradigm.
Painting credit: Norman Rockwell, “Behind the Newspaper”
Poem by Farah A.Y
Though love’s tongue does strum the heart’s reaps deeply
For such love bares you desire and loss
Hadn’t been your desire to grow wearily
As fortuitous grasps bewilder the toss
Which your strife quivers it’s untroubled lyn
Making your heart wary of rumbling throbs
And now by the lyn he touches her skin
Whilst his eyes bestow her as his phoebe
As a mistress to her lover, a tale
For in her voice a melodic guitar
Tiptoeing his ears with her major scale
Thus he unearths his lover in memoir
To untie the twines of their love’s vow
Thereby love’s flavor for both to endow.
Poem by Farah A.Y
As life formation began in space, with theory of relativity to put it all in place
From Mercury to Neptune, in opposite ways
Running circles in an endless race
As each has a separate phase
Of various states, weights, and rates
More like siblings, relatives, and mates
Grounded by the holy Sun’s grace;
With a Moon celebrating Earth’s face
Inspiring the night as it sings and plays
To evoke the essence of all Earth’s waves
Like emotions, weathers, nights and days
The family of space recites all fates
abiding to the law of time and dates
As space history to time relates
In the Milky Way of our Earth’s case
Poetry by Farah A.Y
Space Family
I will share my belief on what a space family is:
Since the Sun of our Solar system is the source of life, the igniter, the stabilizing force of life. in other words, the father of our solar system, it is the light that we are in constant need of reaching, and achieving throughout our life’s endeavors. This has been the case since ancient philosophies and civilizations; stating that the Sun is the source of life, a Devine power—a deity.
Earth is not a lonely planet. Earth has siblings, and relatives. There is a whole history (tree) of planetary family in the vast space.
The moon is equivalent to the mother figure. A source of inspiration, that stirs up the essence of life’s waves, causing change, birth and rebirth. The moon is the mother of our earth; she watches over the earth at night, and she controls the Earth’s cries through its influence on sea and ocean tides.
The other planets surrounding the Earth are important in keeping each other in balance. As siblings proving support for one another.
The story of our Universe is the story of our lives. We are only replicating the stories decoded in our genes out into our visible world . We are designed to do it in that sense. Besides the Darwinian Theory, which adds to making us social beings.
Thank you!
I wonder what goes inside a flying saucer…
I doubt it’s all just mere buttons to press..
What if it’s led, from a distance far ahead?
Like an eye flying over our heads..
Scanning our thoughts like a needle, whose eye is accessed with a thread
For our earth is diverse and not feeble
Which inspires distant worlds to infest
And our oceans are rich with information
Which may be clues from those guests
Are they around us, but invisible to see?
Living among us, in an indulgent of spree?
They could be within us, but who knows who they may be
As we all are but visitors on this planet of the sea
Yet there will always be an opportunity
To dive more into a celestial foresee
Poetry by Farah A.Y
The soul’s engulfment in the shell of life
Brings to mind a wall of stones;
The toughness of its surface, the finesse of its core
For pearl is sheltered through its dismay of strife
The journey of a pearl begins on a sandy dune
Where castles and realms are built around its shore
With chambers that trail ancient footsteps
Such beauty to admire in a myriad of tones
Hence lessons to aspire; and to kindle the lore
Of filtrated ruins, amid bygone sea steps
With gentle recitals of stories untold
By sirens enticing love and lure
In the heart of every wandering soul
As the journey of life is one and for all
On the long way to eternity
I had so much to see
The dream is the tool
I grab this tool, and I flee
To the place I held dear to me
I thought of the times that felt sublime
Yet they were just in my dreams
I wake up to notice reality is reckless
A friend’s voice comes rushing in
To remind me of the time we’re in
I feel my space, I see myself
Floating in the waves of change
In those waves, so much happens
I call my name to hear it ring
Across the room
Repeated this game until I became
Awake and beside that friend.
Poetry by: Farah A.Y
Stricken by the audacity
Thinking it was hid
In some other tyranny
In you-
An offering for you
I will put my right foot first
Perhaps I get saved!
From those ravenous eyes
Eating flesh alive
Your devour, I don’t permit!
I see your stares prodding a hole
No, you won’t like that for your…
Own
This one is for the catch
A nest, placed underneath
I flee the mess with my own legs
Wherever they take me
Somewhere far and forever away
From you.
Poetry by: Farah A.Y
Such love was rushed as whirlwind on watermill
Then time’s elapse set it down at dawn
What use does it make to unwoven our twill
When love’s measure is in lopsided thrall
However insurmountable it is in this wily revelry
Though still a love’s birth spree
And there goes a lesson for a thing to own
That in felicity we may be free
Poem by: Farah A.Y
