Void of Shadows
July 15, 2009 at 8:31 pm | In "Fifty Five Words ", poetry, poésie | 8 CommentsYou found me in a room,
Full of skeletons,
of dead and gone.
With clocks struck,
backwards in time,
Walls full of calendars,
from years gone by.
A tornado of darkness,
Ready to engulf.
The Present,
Stuck in the jaws, of past.
Blindfolded by the light
You lead me,
Into a room,
Void of shadows.
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Saved by the light. Great poem Rambler
Comment by marja — July 15, 2009 #
Shadows are created where there is light
And can it be that we like them
Those shadows that peek and move
Tantalising us
With the hint of the dark…
I love the poem by the way
Comment by chennairamblings — July 15, 2009 #
shadows are like mirages, elusive and attractive..we like them, and easily fall for them, but unlike other miracles of light, shadows are either left behind, or run way ahead of us.
Comment by Rambler — July 18, 2009 #
Lovely…
Comment by gooddaysunshine — July 15, 2009 #
Brilliant, Rambler, just brilliant!
Comment by Absolute Vanilla — July 16, 2009 #
Wow!
Comment by bundleocontradictions — July 16, 2009 #
wonderful!
Comment by darlene — July 17, 2009 #
Thanks for the appreciation guys.
Comment by Rambler — July 18, 2009 #