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
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2016
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment