On Being Human

selfishness is intrinsic…
a character weaved
into the fibers of our being…
we are human…we feel…
intense…immense emotions…
which cause us
to fall apart…slowly…
from within and without..
in the shadows of our
innermost
thoughts and desires…
in the symmetry of our pain…
in the beauty of our sadness…

and

when change creeps in
to rock our calm…
disrupting the harmony
we’ve built…
perturbing the particles
of this emulsion
that is our comfort zone…
breaking the patterns
we’ve created…
we are left disoriented for a while…
lost in the ensuing change…
we are left jaded…
aloof to what remains good…
and the scent of
our humanity give away
our imperfection…
our weakness…
like the fragrance wafting
from alabaster jars of
perfume…
and we break…
like the inevitable fate
of falling apples…

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13 thoughts on “On Being Human”

  1. “our imperfection…
    our weakness…
    like the fragrance wafting
    from alabaster jars of
    perfume…
    and we break”

    oh my! I am at a loss for words! You have woven a beautiful portrait of the human condition, our suffering, our hearts and souls…all in a captivating piece of prose that left me spellbound. Intoxicated. Lovely, lovely entry for FWF. So very happy you shared this with us and even more so that the words i chose could inspire such an immaculate piece of work. Bravo!

      1. My pleasure, sweets! I am just awestruck with this one. It’s rare that I come across one that i could read over and over again and be able to FEEL each line. Nicely done!

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