Shadowed Poems - Poems about Shadowed

In the midnight's heart, along the shadowed path, I lose myself in dreams

In the midnight's heart, along the shadowed path, I lose myself in dreams,
A river of thoughts flows, carrying me through the abyss's seams.
With every ripple, I draw near to the hidden truth's embrace,
In cosmic silence, my unfathomable soul I trace.
Under a sky full of stars, I dance with shadows of the past,
Each step an incantation,

Shadowed Lies, Bright Truth

A-lone,
N-ight's
N-ot
A-fraid
B-ecause
E-vening
L-ight

R-emains
O-n,
S-ilently
E-mbracing
N-eeded
D-ark
O-ccurrence

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Monocrostic (Birthday of Annabel Rosendo)

Shadowed Parts of Myself

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

'People Pleaser'

Every day when I wake up in the morning
I promise myself that today will be different and I’ll change
So that I’ll be able to finally sleep without my head hurting
From replaying these lucid agonizing moments relentlessly

When all I could do is please, support and trust people
While they are constantly stepping on me to move forward
And

Shadowed Games

Shadow Games

While my back was turned, you slipped into the store,
Went to the washroom, then out once more.
You could’ve retraced your steps, stayed out of sight,
But you leapt the chain—made sure I’d catch the sight.

You lingered at the door, a ghostly trace,
A fading whisper with a hollow face.
What brought you here to haunt my day?
A

Shadowed Goodbye

Do you recall yesterday,
Or even last month’s sway?
How we drifted worlds apart—
When I thought we shared one heart.

You were my symphony,
My dreams of family.
But it wasn’t meant to be,
A future I failed to see.

You veiled the truth from me,
With smiley emojis, carefree.
Crazy stickers, light disguise—
All masking a shadowed goodbye.

Under the shadowed vault of time, where power flickers like a deceptive beacon

Under the shadowed vault of time, where power flickers like a deceptive beacon,
Authority entices the shadows, drawing the basest elements of our kind,
Throughout history, humanity has been shackled by the dregs of the world, slaves to their own decay,
They endure any humiliation, commit any vile act, just to taste the nectar of domination.
The wretched remnants

Lantern of the Shadowed Glade :POTD:

Lantern of the Shadowed Glade

In shadowed glades where spirits dwell,
Beneath the boughs of an ancient spell. 
A pumpkin awaits, its fate foretold,
By tomes of old and tales untold.

Carved with care by children’s hands,
A toothy grin upon its face expands.
Yet, within those haunting, hollowed eyes,
Lies a deeper truth in dark disguise.

On Halloween, beneath pewter beams,
Wailing winds

In the shadowed corridors of the mind, where echoes of forgotten dreams persist

In the shadowed corridors of the mind, where echoes of forgotten dreams persist,
People dance through life, weaving patterns of absurdity to avoid the abyss within,
Avoiding the cold mirror of the soul, where truth waits, silent and unyielding,
For it is not in imagining figures of light that we find our true selves,
But in the brave embrace

Under the shadowed vault of time, where power flickers like a deceitful beacon

Under the shadowed vault of time, where power flickers like a deceitful beacon,
Authority tempts the shadows, alluring the lowest elements of our kind,
Throughout history, humanity has been shackled by the dregs of the world, slaves to its own decline,
They endure any indignity, commit any vile act, just to taste the nectar of dominion.
The world's wretched

Shadowed Nightmare

in our darkest dreams
there lurks a sullen shadow
dreadfully daunting

a wispy presence
with the face of transgression
tirelessly haunting

waiting to enter
the chamber of our deep sleep
to begin taunting

laughing as it leaves
after planting a nightmare
with evil flaunting

This Shadowed Place

My heart lay barely beating, drowning in a marinade
of salted tears that fell from my reddened eyes.
Blood dripped down my chin from biting my swollen lips
as if they were wounded like a heart pierced by words 
that were hurled as if they were whetted daggers. 
Whose fingertips drew the target upon my lashed back?
The attack

A Shadowed Darkened Course

A Shadowed, Darkened Course
by M. Griswold
10272020

I evoke a tale of a shadowed, darkened course.
Where death rides atop his ghostly gray horse.
He's astraddle his saddle with searching evil eye.
Scanning far then wide to spy who's next to die.
 
For no man nor woman that's ever been born.
Will escape this pale rider’s stare for the forlorn.
And upon

The Heart Is Shadowed

The heart is shadowed 
The mind is hollow
The road forward is blocked
The road behind angry mobs follow
I run down to the left to the right 
And find the sorrows of the heart 
Overflowing
Where then do I go 
I trust in my loved one to be strong
I trust in my loved one
But all to often am

Shadowed Night Grew Cold

I was crushed and miserable from love unfulfilled
Like a mourning dove whose blood had been spilled

I cried in deep lament as shadowed night grew cold
Sorrow burgeoned my heart with miseries untold

Overwhelmed with fear, l fell to somberly weeping
Wisps of silver moonlight crossed the sky, sweeping

It was a pale light in darkness; my hopes were felled
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