Victor Buhagiar Poet Free verse

Absurd Obsessions

It may have been gradual, 
But once I did get obsessed.
I would ask myself,
Why must my shadow
Follow me?  What did I do wrong?
Seemed to me the darker the shadow became
The more evil I had committed.

Now I am no saint, but surely
I could not have been that bad!!
Still that miserable shadow
Would follow me everywhere.
It would be behind me hiding,
But turning I would see it.
How terrible it was.
Most of the time it would be before me, 
Or near me as if to keep me company.

But one day I got cured.
Walking wondering about that shadow
I hit a lamp post. Pain everywhere.
I felt dizzy, a lump grew on my head, 
And a nasty gash appeared on my forehead.

Time passed.  And I was well again.
I did not bother about the shadow.
But then I got obsessed with lamp posts.

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Gershon Wolf March 17, 2022 at 8:25 PM Superstitious too?! ~ I am, a tad. Or at least, I used to be. :) gw

Sunita U.D Palawon March 16, 2022 at 10:41 AM Strange, the way our imagination works. Its one step ahead of our action. Its said ...all is in your mind...your writing makes me wonder.:) Sunita UPD.

Kim Rodrigues March 5, 2022 at 5:34 AM Obsessions surely can happen! Interesting poem!

Joanna Daniel March 4, 2022 at 4:43 AM Simply astounding in its simplicity and relatability, Victor, love the ending:)

Swetha Vangaveti March 4, 2022 at 1:42 AM Like I get obsessed with health and doctors. Good one Victor. Everyone can relate to this in some or the other way!!

John Lawless March 3, 2022 at 3:11 PM as long as your not wearing a halter top and a speedo and leaning against the lamp post there's hope....

Debra L Brown March 3, 2022 at 2:55 PM Hi! Victor I enjoyed your poem and the humor. I guess you cured your obsession with your shadow. Great story. Blessings ~ Debra

Eve Roper March 3, 2022 at 1:15 PM I would to be obsessed with a lamp post to make sure I didn't run into another one. Love the write. Hope you are doing well.

Evelyn Judy Buehler March 3, 2022 at 11:15 AM Victor, your engrossing verse is brilliantly written, and I enjoyed it immensely. I had to laugh at the ending, which I wasn't expecting. :D

Delice Arleen Skelly March 3, 2022 at 7:28 AM Like how you navigated this poem victor. From one obsession to another. Very nice indeed..Delice

Tom Cunningham March 3, 2022 at 6:53 AM I think we all can relate to this verse Victor, so easily to get obsessed with everyday things. Bet you've got quite a collection of lampposts in your garden lol. Tom

Supraja Kannan March 3, 2022 at 4:13 AM Beautifully described the Obsessions!!! Thought provoking one...

Valsa George March 3, 2022 at 3:58 AM From time to time, we get obsessed with certain things ! Can't help ! My present obsession is Poetry Soup.... I know I am distancing myself from my old friends and family responsibilities to some extent.... also to my personal prayer! This thought hurts me. I can very well relate to your feelings ! A great write, Victor Victor Buhagiar March 3, 2022 at 4:54 AM This poem is meant to be rather funny, a sort of reductio ad absurdum.