forgottenmeadows

thoughts from my mind to yours

Human Condition

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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

Author: forgottenmeadows

I am a dreamer and a writer who loves to ponder on the words of the soul.

12 thoughts on “Human Condition

  1. 🙂 Did you retitle “Asleep” from 2017 to be The Human Condition” today? I like that a lot. A perennial poem continuing to live and naturalize in your poetry garden. The gardener in me says yes. I say Yes! Pretty cool.

    • Haha yes i did, it showed up in my memory so reposted! Thanks for your stamp of approval!

      • That’s one of my favorite things… when you discover a particular work has been nascent, dormant and gestating… is perennial, and it resurfaces to poke its nose up in the creative garden A little differently, like in this case, “Hey Creatrix ForgottenMeadows who made me. I’m shed my name like chaff from the wheat in the wind, like a snake its skin shedded, the snake its skin not missed. Came back for a new one. Please re-graduate me from you so I can live my next evolution. What’s my name now?”

  2. Great poem!!!! Love your imagery! 💙

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