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Homo Cumulus

I saw you breathe life into me

As even death himself

Was getting old

 

Like a crippled dragon

Against a sun to-be-reborn

 

I saw the veil with which he covered

The briefly breathing world

Predestined for returning

 

Far to the other side

Of a recurring chapter

 

Moving through the Infinite

In forms that change

Any way the wind blows

 

We were just like them

Made of water & dreams

Made of highs & lows

 

With an appetite for clarity

& an untamed desire

To hide, to mystify

 

We were climbing highest floors

Remote perspectives

of an ever changing night sky

 

N.B.

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  1. “Moving through the Infinite
    In forms that change
    Any way the wind blows”

    Sounds like a day in my head.. 😂😂
    Another gem, my friend!

    • I just realized I left some parts sort of unfinished xD it’s good to know you like it.. thanks 🙂

  2. Great comparison of people with clouds. Nicely worded, a good poem.

  3. midnightrain

    “I saw you breathe life into me
    As even death himself
    Was getting old

    Like a crippled dragon
    Against a sun to-be-reborn”

    You reeled me in from the first stanza. This is so beautifully written. I’m a sucker for those romantic details. I feel that sometimes that it’s not the entire poem that catches your attention, it’s those small details embellished throughout the poem that really gets you. Or maybe that’s just me 🙂 Whatever it is, it’s wonderful that you possess such talent.

    • haha I know what you mean.. the details worked better lately since I’ve been writing pretty weird stuff xD thanks so much 🙂

      • midnightrain

        Correction- pretty amazing stuff!

  4. Okay but how though? How do you never cease to amaze despite all the time that I’ve been reading your work? Again, that idea of the dreamscape artist comes into play here, giving us a truly elegant write that can be considered among your most masterful pieces so far. I just can’t with you 😛 Brilliance.

    • it’s a secret, man.. & I know nothing about it xD

      just doing my best i guess.. but i’ve got something better i’m working on.. thanks for the continued support 🙂

  5. There are no emotions that you can’t master in your poems Nebojsa! Joy, sorrow etc. Reading this was like moving through the stars and indeed the joy was contagious!

    • i wish there was a way to describe everything i’ve felt & seen at that moment.. but this way is more interesting, i believe.. thank you 🙂

  6. Good stuff NB! 🙂

    Dark clouds as a relief
    to the wars and fights of men
    unrelenting twas the grief

    The sorrows great
    from places now
    and then

    • you’ve always got something awesome.. thanks for reading 🙂

  7. It just feels so effortless.. and that makes it so beautiful and tranquil, and absolutely remakable..
    “We were just like them
    Made of water & dreams
    Made of highs & lows”
    This write is studded with so many amazing lines and this stanza is amongst them. Just keep writing and bless this world 🙂

    • every time it feels effortless, i start thinking that something’s missing.. now i’m not sure about this one though.. thank you so much 🙂

      • I’m sorry if my comment made you doubt it. But no, when I say it feels effortless, I mean that it flows so very intricately, as if this poem already existed somewhere (perhaps the great land of poetry lol) and you just dreamt it. But I mean I can have a similar thought to the one that inspired this poem but I couldn’t articulate that way.. and that’s why it seems effortless..

      • lol no that came out wrong.. i meant that it made me stop doubting it xD ’cause every time the writing process is too easy, i feel like there’s something more i should’ve done.. but after all these comments, just how can i say it’s not good enough..?

  8. Made of water & dreams

    That’s the best formula ever to describe us. I wish I came up with that first.

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