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Lost in Shade

Lost in Shade
 
 
I am a blur in the mosaic, painted, not placed
a borrowed hue in a gallery of dream and machines.
Voices whirl like prayer wheels spun too fast,
each syllable a wind that forgets my name.
 
Skyscrapers bloom like cold steel flowers,
rootless, like me, fed by wires, not soil.
I chase the scent of home through alleys of memory,
but find only the dust of vanished names.
 
My past is folded in a drawer no one opens,
forty winters pressed into brittle silence.
I carry nothing but breath and a blank refrain,
I am lost in a shaded world
But with no shade of my own.

Copyright © Faruk Ahmed Roni | Year Posted 2025

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Susan Ashley Date: 6/6/2025 8:10:00 AM Dear Faruk, your use of imagery and metaphors is rich, sophisticated, meaningful, and best of all, intriguing! Each line is beautiful, haunting, despairing and full of creative expression as the whole poem begs for rereads to fulfill the imagination and heart of the reader. I was especially struck by "Skyscrapers bloom like cold steel flowers,/rootless, like me, fed by wires, not soil." - a wow moment among many 'wows' here! A fantastic soul-baring piece! A fav for me.. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan Login to Reply Faruk Ahmed Roni Date: 6/8/2025 2:27:00 AM Dear poet, I am glad to receive your wonderful feedback. Thank you so much. Best wishes.

Kelly Besaw Gallo Date: 6/4/2025 12:15:00 PM I like this poem, especially the "My past is folded in a drawer no one opens. Interesting!!! Thank you for sharing! ~Kelly Login to Reply Faruk Ahmed Roni Date: 6/8/2025 2:31:00 AM Thank you so much, dear poet. Your comment truly means a lot to me and serves as a great source of inspiration. Best wishes.