Shadow I chase
Dull and despair, shady wrinkles
before the unfold truth, they stood still
them-not of theirs, but mine
or thought to be
Looking forward - unseen, unknown fallacies
between such a hue
stretching out to the unreal!
them again, same lies
me with a rainbow of challenges
where red is red and blue is blue
not seven or not heaven
most likely woven pieces
Adieu! Me - looking at another me
not mine but theirs!
Copyright © Amir Shazin | Year Posted 2025
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