falling stars
I’m no closer to being found than I was
a year or decade or lifetime ago
yet I continue to pick up words and
rearrange them in ways unimaginable
along the way I often get the shit
kicked out of me by unnamed sources
and while sometimes I pretend to like it
truth is I never do
there are these places inside your head
you often forget how to find
isolated places where stars are
bright and perfectly aligned
dying to be wished upon as they
race by in rarefied darkness
april two thousand eighteen
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Nice
Thank you, Andrew.
J, I really like this and relate way too much.
thanks so much for commenting on this piece, beth ~ happy you can relate
Good to read you!
Stanza 2 hits home.
universal in thought I imagine or how I think I imagine
Yeah, I’m sure.
Funny and poignant and so full of yearning. I love how you compare your inner mind with the vastness of space.
Thank you for sharing your thoughts on this piece, Atreyee.
Oh my, this is fabulous 🙂
Thanks so much, Melanie.
You are your poetry.
Thank you so very much, Lara. I appreciate you sharing my work on Twitter, too.
I want everyone to know your work – and you! ❤
It’s wow! John. Loved it
thanks so much Kanika!
wow.
Thank you, Margaret. I appreciate your sharing my work on Twitter, too!
my pleasure John!
We have such similar writing styles that I can’t believe you’ve encapsulated a sentiment I know too well–and I wish I wrote this! Lol. Amazing as usual, John!
Thank you very much for your lovely comments, Elle. Wishing you a wonderful weekend ahead.
Beautiful…..hits home!
Glad you enjoyed this piece, Jo, thanks for letting me know.