Shadow Poems - Poems about Shadow

When I was a girl with ribboned dreams, I saw myself on TV screens. A mic in hand, a voice so clear, Telling stories the world would hear. I loved the sound of words I spoke— Not for praise, or selfish hope, But because each word I dared to say Meant I was real, in some small way. But life, it shifts like...

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I was drenched in black water, Yet, it looked as though I were dried out. I stood before a lighthouse, Yet, remained unseen. Gazing into the sea’s blackness, The highest tides forever circled me. My eyes could find no anchor, As my dark hands sailed towards the farthest shore. My home, too, was cloaked in shadow; Something unseen, yet present, walked with me there. The...

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It wasn’t amber. It was light pretending to be amber because the leafless purple branches said so— their shadows crosshatched the window, twenty-four panes of silence. Distant shoes whispered down a hallway. I turned my head, but the glow stayed where it was. The walls were shadow— blue, absorbing everything. A cart rattled past my door, metal on tile, a music I didn’t understand. Somewhere, a voice laughed and then...

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Trudging on the indolent deserted pathway the fragile footprints collapse in the sands of time, the cadence of music dissolves in mirage, life’s unsung tunes fade away in sorrow. In the trembling spine of the parched shadows hungry predators burrow harrowing holes, as the desolateness sucks within the hollow in the insane depth of the sordid souls. They walk addicted on the...

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Shadow at my feet even in the brightest noontime darkness waits below...

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Life is But a Mist (James 4:14) Life is but mist that rises with the dawn, A fleeting breath — it vanishes so fast. We plan and dream, yet soon those dreams are gone, Like shadows fading in the morning’s cast. Tomorrow’s promise hides behind a veil, Uncertain, veiled in whispers yet untold. The past, a story drifting like a sail, The present’s all...

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My mind is so prismatic, constantly thinking all erratic, the perfect cage, to hold the rage, but wait... I am all that it can hate, whilst inside it is trapped, I must find a way to adapt, but it makes me feel inept, maybe locking it away I will regret, I've lost it's skill, it bends my will, this is a deep battle that I can...

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walking in the dark when you have accepted Christ - God will hold your hand ...

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light is not always kind sometimes it exposes too much like grief tucked beneath a smile or love we pretend has died but shadows they carry us gently they let us break in silence without asking for an explanation I have learned that light needs the dark to be seen and the shadow is just the light, kneeling so don’t curse the night it’s the soil where stars...

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Words like thorns, stuck deep, they choke, A silent scream, a shattered spoke. My shadow flees, won’t show its face, Lost within its hollow space. Time’s rusted blade, it carves with grace, Slowly tracing my fragile base. Hands of emptiness, cold and pale, Cradle a doom that’s set to sail. On edges sharp, where whispers race, I hold the night’s forsaken grace....

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I was an ethereal shadow in the corridors, a whisper of denim and shy glances floating among them, Invisible in their noisy bustle, a ghost with a too-polite smile, always on the edge, Their notes flew like grenades, exploding into laughter that tore through the silence eating away at me inside, I wore their words like a second...

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I jumped on the train, feeling bad. It cost me all the money I had. Is that seat empty, tell me bub? I asked, clutching my ticket stub. I knew not where it was going. The man across from me looked knowing. Will it take me to a safe haven? Through the window, I saw a raven. The man marked down one...

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shadow play dancing across walls ~ tall stories ...

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The wind has calmed — my worries drift away, And thoughts align in quiet, gentle rows. Now you must walk a path so far astray — Will you return? God only knows. I’ve let you go, my dear, so long ago, Yet still my heart is wrapped in silent shade. The thought of meeting sets my soul aglow, It lights a flame...

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I'm not sure when you left, but my guess is, it's been a process from the beginning. Maybe the moment you left heaven's presence you longed for its essence, and left unnoticed? Or was it when your freedom fell, taken from the grips of hell, and all it taught you to believe about yourself, and life? Or maybe when the one you felt could change...

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