Aug 14, 2008 21:16
Voices of shadows
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Shadows are so lovely.
He watches them
unfolding stories
on the muddy wall
of the trench.
Shadows can form
a house with a slanted roof,
a pair of ducks,
a face of a woman
whose waiting has become
another star in the big black sky.
Permanent and distant blinks
of truths and myths.
Shadows sometimes
becomes the faces of
the secret assassins.
Sometimes he fights them.
He has been fighting
with shadows
through out his life
so do I and you.
And all of the human troops.
poem,
passion,
poetica,
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