Shadow Poems - Poems about Shadow

But what lies beneath the shadow of the night you wear like a heavy cloak? What do you see in the mirror when all the masks fall off and fade into nothingness? Pure white, cold light that bathes the wound, is all that remains beneath the layers of silence. Your scars, what do they truly hide, and what...

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In darkest days, when shadows blended with the earth, And nails hung humanity in its blood-stained hands, While the priests looked on and smiled politely They stole the heart of everyone who saw truth In God’s own Son, yet left the gate wide open for death, And so, we enter the darkest hours, as life...

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Everywhere I go my shadow follows In the bright sunny sunshine When the sunset is set...

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b a n g b a n g! I couldn't believe I just fired some shots there she laid... belly up counting the dust dead as loneliness buried in silence trouble b o l d l y stared straight at me my stomach growled, loosened a knot~ sweat...

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i see my shadow in heaven i watch all kinds of flowers bloom before my eyes all are not for positive benefits every shadow is not pure, kind, and innocent i know that i must still be alert all that is cool on the simplest surface is not always soothing i see my shadow in heaven i watch all bodies of water...

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I am a shadow on the branch of the family tree, A lost echo in the memory of a mother who would shudder with shame, A shapeless form trying to survive, to breathe, Yet failing like a withered leaf falling before its time. My father looks at me through mirrors of unforgiveness, Like a piece of furniture silently regretted, I know...

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You learn to embrace your very own darkening When trapped in a prison of your own making. When it is the lights that were always looming, Yet never letting the light in for any healing....

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to my shadow, no love shall I give so, cling and clutch as you may under flicks of day and all that is sweet as death and between us, the silence in darkness, seize the sky and choke all that is lullaby wrap me cold and in darkness, unfold your wings, on the wall above but tonight, as I write no candles, I’ll light no battle,...

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2. "When you are not fed love on a silver spoon, you learn to lick it off knives." Lauren Eden shadows lurk from the painful past tempting to look back there were struggles which only made stronger and stronger no sustenance on silver platter to relish from lacked shiny lustre on day-to-day wearables...

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Flames flickered as the candle’s light Touched the chilling breath of night Shadows danced around with no sound Bottle of ink filled with nightshade Sleeps under the moonlight A quill soft as a dream is held by a figure half immersed in darkness Waiting for the elixir of thoughts As the clock struck twelve With great haste the figure dips the...

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"When you are not fed love on a silver spoon, you learn to lick it off knives." One you see in a dream, one you see once a year. Such great reality! And the vision was clear. A mother so caring, a queen in her palace, Nice as the sky can be, an angel in her place. She came...

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At midnight I step out, like a shadow in the night, The sky is dark, and the cool wind caresses my alabaster skin, The fresh air smells of freedom, a bittersweet luxury, My skin blooms like spring, with shivers growing upon it. One step. Another. Fragile steps on the path of doubt, I wish to run with all my might,...

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The art of living is just like light and shadow Both are beautiful in their own way One is what we seek when we have the other In light we search shadows for coolness and in shadows we seek light for warmth If the light is the feeling of beginning afresh then the shadow is the...

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A scare lounged deep within the hall, As shadows danced along the wall. A piercing ray cut through the night, Yet filled the air with chilling fright. A whisper stripped the place so bare, But left a deeper dread to share....

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The art of being happy is a dance between light and shadow, With every hope comes an obstacle like a cloud on a clear sky, And with every obstacle, we rise and settle like stones in a river, Not everything must be perfect now, but beautiful in our minds like a dream. It's an art to fill the void...

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