These Shadows

Shadows remind of you These grey black deep shallow hues Beneath the eaves beside the big trees They almost silently whisper As I want to kiss her She disappears As we come and go here and there Red or green or blue or grey or a combination Shadows always roam with us everywhere every time Sometimes latent some other time Eloquently reminding ‘We were’ We shudder Some men and women all on a sudden Turn shadowy, tall short huge slender shadows Time robs them of their existence Just the shadows wander Man makes friend with man Shadow-person makes friends with shadow-person By the side of your smiling face Beside your crimson and golden fireplace The shadows appear and sadden our thoughts Apples turn pale damp and rot In our lonely reverie Assembly of dark spots We cannot do without Our dear shadows Today or tomorrow Residuals of our bone marrow Look there at the two fondling larks Do they know One may be shadow tomorrow Fondling is life Shadow, a knife _______________________________________ 15/11/2016