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I Am The Shadow – Promote Yourself

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I am the shadow,
I exist in a world of light,
Blending into the darkness of night.
 
My face you cannot see,
My expressions, sometimes misleading.
 
If you hear a whisper in the wind,
It may be me.
 
I am the shadow,
I exist in a world of sounds, good and bad.
Of laughter,
Crying,
Shouting,
Singing.
 
You think that I feel nothing,
No love,
No hate,
No anger,
No fear,
No pain.
But you are wrong.
 
You think that I do not cry,
But I weep silently.
You cannot see the tears that slide down my cheeks,
But they are there.
 
I am the shadow, you cannot touch,
Always within sight but never within reach.
 
I am the shadow, afraid to trust the light for it distorts me.
Please forgive me if I trick you,
I cannot control it.
 
I long to live in the light,
To be held and loved,
But I am only a silent shadow,
Watching but unable to take part in it all,
What others do, I can only dream of.
 
So I lurk in corners,
Ignored,
Misunderstood.
Always waiting for the night to come,
Always dying but never dead.
 
I am the shadow, I have no friends,
Even in a crowd, I’m all alone.
Existing in somber shades of gray,
A lonely shadow,
I’m doomed to stay.
 
 
By Joyce Savage, 1990.

Watch the shadow.- Promote Yourself

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Remember
The first time the figure appeared
In sunlight as it
Streaked across the room as
Legs, arms, and a cap?
The near wall became
A shadow-boxer’s element,
Much like looking at a silhouette,
The three worlds colliding:
Ego, pride, and pain …

You needed to qualify, so
You screamed
With each assault
Taking no pleasure
In the match.
On the wall was no longer just one shadow,
But a ritual.
You felt confused and angry.
You knew the energy released
Was a rage that took the shadow on.

Mario Savioni

 

Find Me There – Promote Yourself

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There isn’t any time left.
but she said,
she would love me forever.
I hoped – at least,
there would be somewhere to hide
in the half cast hell-shadow,
saturated with solitude.

Saturated with solitude,
in the half cast hell-shadow
there, would be somewhere to hide.
I hoped – at least
she would love me forever.
but she said,
there isn’t any time left.

-Christopher Flame

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