Shadows of the Past


Ghosts of vanished shadows
And ghost of myself
Put strange memories
In my head – full of
Sad experiences moving
Toward the stillness

Is not the past All shadow
Things that are made
To fade and fall away
The place, the day, the hour
The moonlight and the stars

Come back and thrust
Themselves between me
And the light
A breath, a touch, a tenderness
Held us tenderly apart

My thoughts still cling
To the shadows of the past
It was a time of sadness
We parted in tears

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.

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