forgottenmeadows

thoughts from my mind to yours


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Human Condition

In between the branches of the human condition
you fall like fireflies of stardust
of dreams that travel through the world
of sparkling stars
burning through the cosmos
you fall
gently
softly
tired
you fall
into the black hole
asleep.

 

night sky

poetry copyright neha 2020/ image from pexels credit goes to original artist