Too Late for Friendly Shadows

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by InnerStrength, Jan 18, 2007.

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  1. InnerStrength

    InnerStrength Well-Known Member

    “Too Late for Friendly Shadows”

    Looking out the window
    From a groggy half-consciousness
    I feel myself drifting away

    “It’s too late” the shadows said
    Their misshapen forms filling me with dread
    “You can’t escape solitude” they told me

    I tried to escape, but it was of no use
    In the end I went limp in defeat; closing my eyes
    I became a recluse
    To lifeless shadows

    Birthed from inanimate objects
    They frighten me
    These children of lamps and chairs
    Of desks and window shutters
    Of pain and whispered mutters

    I am being mocked by furniture
    A forceful irony
    That makes me smile
    And laugh at last
     
  2. BeenThere

    BeenThere Guest

    A very thoughtfull poem,thank you for sharing that with us :)
     
  3. InnerStrength

    InnerStrength Well-Known Member

    Meh, it's just these stupid feelings I have to get off my chest. Thanks anyway.
     
  4. Sadeyes

    Sadeyes Staff Alumni

    these are neither stupid nor cast aways...the poem is a poignant reflection of how the delusions haunt us...thank you for articulating this so well
     
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