Shadow

On inattentiveness Still startles his shadow, My shadow! Like a sudden loud wind Knocking on the memory wall A cool heavy sadness Falling down above -- Woman’s lips used to Spoke the wind! With anxious I walk, Along with myself In panic I felt -- I am no one! I urge footsteps While I am looking back, Towards the river Pondering not in the water Not in me! But, what the shadow thinks While he is going Where no one knows! Written by © Fatima Nusairat